Thursday, September 28, 2006
Overrated...
I don’t know why actually I bother writing anything here anymore. I can’t quite remember the reason why I started this blog in the first place. Mayb it’s time to call it a day, and close this chapter of public expose of my daily happenings. Or maybe I should consider writing under total anonymity. Maaaaaybe … that’s something to consider about. It’s just different, when u know that people u know might be reading this, your way of writing and the things u write about changes significantly. Enough on that…
On another issue. I was talking to a fren a week back. After exchanging the normal greetings and etc, we went into the most natural topic at our age, ‘relationship and commitments’. Come to think of it, I was not the one who initiated it. Btw, the first thing she said was, ‘love is so overrated’. Hmmm, I figured that is not a good thing when a person who was deeply in love and wanted to get married (the last time I spoke) says it out loud. After our long conversation, she started to say how everything went down the drain n how she’s glad that she has more time for herself. I wonder if that statement was said to console herself or if that was genuine opinion. So does that mean that when u r with someone u automatically loose ur individuality? Ur own time, ur own preferences n etc? The last time I was in one, I don’t quite remember mine was like that. Perhaps the fact that we only used to meet once or twice a month had a big impact on the relationship.
Maybe that’s wat relationship is all about, sacrificing individuality for togetherness. Alrite, it’s time for me to shower n possibly go n do something better instead of sit n stare into the screen.
@ 8:10 PM
A new, brighter beginning, just like the sunflowers.
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