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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

I've tried scripting this blogpost for quite a while now, can't quite summon that stream of consciousness because things are happening at a pretty high intensity. But if I don't get it down I never will.

I settled some mail over the weekend :) from the airport. Planned to do some touchups on the present at Macdonalds. Wasn't expecting to brush shoulders with one of the few best friends I had in primary school. I didn't recognize him at first - but he did immediately. More precisely, from the pre-GEP days - the simpler and purer nine years of my life. I don't know what brand of naivety was in me, but I was genuinely expecting a happy sort of reunion. Not that it wasn't, just that the atmosphere was rank with sourness. I was in uniform, which made things worse - probably.

I don't know, when things got awkward all I could do was punctuate the silence with the occasional appeal worded in faltering Chinese. It felt really terrible that conversation just didn't really flow any more, beyond the occasional anecdote we remembered. Which were from glorious days. I asked about classmates, he replied with updates one by one - 'i don't know', 'oh i never liked her, she stole my laser pointer and denied it'. I asked him for his number. He gave it, and piercingly said 'I don't know why I'm doing this, not like you'd ever contact me again.'

I could only smile wryly. I do intend to contact him, but I wouldn't know what to say.

I could probably surmise with some validity that there must have been some acrid discussion in my friend circles about me deserting their company for greener pastures. It honestly never really occurred that they'd take it that way, I really just moved on and settled into my new environment. I never really forgot, but I was never really the proactive sort where it came to friendships. And things were busy enough, and we didn't have facebook to chain comments, and a plethora of excuses might be devised, but I guess I never really made that effort.

I'm glad it happened that way though. It teaches me to treasure the friends I have now, and I think I can safely say that I won't lose contact with this current crop of besties. I really have to live and let live with the friends of yesteryear, and only hope that they might think of me more kindly with the passage of time. 'We might cross paths another nine years from now,' I said. He replied 'Yes, and you'd be my boss already la.'

2L @ 11:32 PM
"Sorry also must exprain"
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Hello Uncle...Bah Chor Mee one. I want chilli plus tur Kwa plus can I watch your CCTV playback of Jeff Lopez...=D