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Sunday, June 14, 2009
cruisin'
Last night was surreal. Before a supreme smackdown with blast from the past, I was engaging in webcam action, karaokeing on the phone with a piano/guitar and trading barbs. After cyber yelling at person who is obviously re-living his second teenhood (not entirely regrettable but I guess I could have been alot less angry), it was Carls' Junior, walking to Bedok Jetty, giggling like juveniles on a high at carpark H, zooming down the expressway at 120km/h, screaming our lungs out singing Aerosmith and Googoo Dolls. Amidst all that fun, there were bouts of pensive musings and semi-honest confessions. I learnt stuff too, very unexpectedly. On jocks: " He's not a jock. Jocks only exist in secondary school and jc. After that, if you still want to be one, you're obviously not one. You're just sad." Hence, person who is evidently deprived of a normal adolescent life is chasing sandcastles in the air. Y'know even teenage dorks and geeks (and I can profess to be one) actually had pretty exciting lives in school. I was a debate nerd and I'm still well-adjusted and contented. I had my jock moments in jc and subsequently uni, but they remained manageable. It was never threatening to take over my life. Aspiring to be a jock when you're in uni? That deserves sympathy more than anger. So just like that, I'm compelled to change tack and feel sorry for him. Someday, it'll be transform into Christian love. Love your enemies. On being self-absorbed: " You complaining about him being self-absorbed makes you just like him too." Respect for telling it to me as it is. The honesty was refreshing because I know that there are limited options to sorting out an almost non-existent and non-ordinary friendship. Crazy Driver put out my game plan for me in economical terms and I'm thankful for that. Epiphany. |