2 Friends

I’ve decided that I shall stop worrying and nagging when they don’t give two hoots about the issue anyway.

Ample warning has been given and if it simply going to be tossed aside, I don’t think that I’ll bother anymore.

Walking in your shoes

“Take off your own shoes”, they said.
“You’ll never understand if you don’t.”

But I don’t like your shoes,
they give me blisters and pinch my toes.
I can’t run around freely with them on.

“I know, I get blisters too”, you tell me.
Then why did you buy them?
Why hurt your feet?

“I don’t know. I guess that they looked good.
Besides, everyone else told me to buy them.”

So why must I wear them?
They hurt my feet and I didn’t buy them.

Then voices replied,
“It’s about being a good friend.”

And there was silence…

I wasn’t wrong when I said that friendships would change when we finished IB. Some have, some more than others. I haven’t even kept in touch with some that I counted as good friends, whether in Singapore or not. Conversation is halted and silences prolonged and awkward. 

Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that I’ve stayed and I’m thankful for the friendships that I have and had.

Last Sunday, David used the term “ex best friend” and upon further contemplation, I realised that for some of my friends, it’s true.

How can I put it nicely? It just sucks.

Lack of Updates

David keeps asking me why I don’t update as often as I did before. I tell him that it’s because there isn’t much to update on, which is partially true, because life does go on and on, and I have always vowed to never let this become a log of what I’ve done each day, but just a place where I can keep a record of my thoughts and have intellectual discourse with my readers. Which is one of the main reasons why I don’t update that much, not that I don’t have anything to write, but it just seems that my blog has been rather void of visitors as of late.

I’ll admit it, when I’m upset and blog, I’m kind of hoping for a response from friends who read this blog, in the same way, I’d call someone to tell them about my problems. And well, the silence just doesn’t help I guess. Maybe it’s silly of me to expect that. But I don’t think that I’m the only one who writes and hopes that someone will recognise what we write, whether through compliments or sympathy.

Aside from that, life just goes on. I’d keep this blog just for posterity’s sake (though I don’t think that my children would ever read this).

But breakfast calls. I’ll write sometime. 

An unchanging World

As I look through the news feeds at all this news about Obama winning, I can’t help but notice other stories. These other stories will be overlooked and passed by for the new grounds that African Americans have broken today.

There are so many heartbreaking stories out there and I wonder what the world is going to do about it, what Christians are going to do about it. There’s a story about a girl in Somalia who was stoned for being raped. Another about the use of child soldiers in Congo.

Today will be hailed as a step forward for many, a historic win. Yet, one must ask, will Obama really make a difference in our world? Will we made a difference?

Now’s a time for change. Now’s a time when we are called to rise up and be change-makers. We cannot and must not sit around any longer.

Benefit of Present Vision II

As I mentioned before, I’m glad that I didn’t go.

I enjoyed watching Under the Tuscan Sun on Thursday, a crazy night with the debaters, the reunion and a hilarious dinner at Brewerkz followed by icea cream at Venezia.

I even enjoy writing my essays.

I must be going crazy. LOL.