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Well, sorry for not updating my blog for one entire week. Somehow i just didn't have the MOOD to write. Ha. Reminds me of what one of my tutor said. She once said that it's really difficult to ensure students perform nowadays - they have to be "in the mood". Any distraction can seriously break a student academically and therefore mentally.Friday, June 29, 2007 Alright, done with the stupid talk about mood, today i did one of my occasional visits to Friendster. Well, from the start, i am not an avid fan of frienster, unlike those crazy superficial girls featured on the Sunday Times who add friends as easily as they change boyfriends (well, this i assume from their slutty looks.), since i find it a total chore to add friends, write my own profile as if i was selling myself and even write testimonials for them. Some testimonials are even a demand from some of my friends so that it would seem that they are one-testimonial cooler. But some are from the heart of course (even if they're forced upon me. ha... i'm that biased). In addition, there's this sense of coolness people attach with having many friends on frienster. Well, i admit i have an extremely small number of friends on friendster - one's even an online friend whom i've never met before. But so what? I'm proud of that still. People can laugh at me for having few friends (which i honestly agree.) and regard me as uncool but at least i know deep down in my heart that those i added as friends were at any moment of my life (so far) truly of certain signficance. Anyway, i saw some birthday greetings from some of my friends and guess what? 3 out of four are my primary schoolmates! Based on my memory, which i suppose is still pretty good considering i'm a person who get extremely nostalgic extremely frequently, my primary school days were happy. Well, in addition to the fact that my primary school friends were more innocent when they're young (and thus less critical), i think they are genuinely nice people. Or so i guess. ha. I was really happy that these long lost friends of mine took the effort to actually send me a greeting. I know they probably did so after friendster reminded them they actually still have a boring hopeless romantic friend (too much romantic comedies acting up again - i just watched 3, yes 3 romantic comedies today) whose birthday is nearing. But in any way, they had the thought to do so and that's good enough for me. I get really emotional (in my mind and heart) really easily as well. I guess i'm very easily-contented that i get touched by the very simple things that people do for me. I've always told myself to be appreciative towards the good deeds/sweet things people did for me. Generally, i'm not a very vocal person so i don't express it out through sound (but occasionally through messages) but honestly, i'm truly touched by what they did. For instance, for one of my birthdays, one of my bestest friends buys me something not so great, or by normal standards, cheap, i will sound really touched to my friend (while sighing behind his/her back haha). IT's the thoughts that counts. I know the line's cheesy but it really applies to me. Except when i'm in a bad mood or the person is a true blue bastard or bitch or any other unique circumstance in which my angelic part of my soul is detached from me. Well, those greetings from my primary school mates certainly triggered off my memory button and set me off for another nostalgic flashback to the "olden" days. Certainly, i was more popular back then when differences (whatever it is - race, behaviour, size) didn't matter that much. I remember playing hopskotch during recess and laughing everytime someone is punished for losing. There's also five stones for the less active. It's quite amazing that some simple game involving five "stones" can actually be sufficiently interesting for us when hardcore fighting/shooting game with excellent graphics and sound effects can hardly satisfy the young generation now. Of course, not forgetting all the stupid talks we had in class about hair dye (one involving dyeing a head of rainbow hair, imagine how ridiculous it is), crushes and superstars. Days really past fast and i suppose i'm still the only one holding on to my sweet past tightly as ever. Today as we continue to grow and meet new people and make more experiences, we should never forget those who were there for us in the beginning and from the very beginning. I guess i can only say i'm hopeless nostalgic too. How was your primary school days? Think back and relive those misplaced memories. Have a good time. :) Joel music.city.soul || 11:35 PM || 0 comments |
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