Well.
♥Sunday, March 07, 2010.
Whenever I blog, I'm inspired to type an absolutely emo or philosophical post but once I reach the post title I chicken out. Half the time, I'm troubled over what I should name this post. I have probably a dozen posts that have the same name just because I can't be bothered to go brainstorm of a witty title to call my post. Like really, who cares about the freaking title?! But every time I think that way, I get struck by the thought that I should not forgo the minority who do.
So it always ends this way: I get too sick and tired of coming up with a goddamn post title that I forget about blogging. Oh besides the 101 tabs opened at the side, each waiting for me to glance through and close. That's kind of the reason why I probably have 50 posts in drafts. Go figure.
Guess what? I'm starting to dread school. (Not like I haven't been dreading it for the past few years of my life. Actually.) I'm sure I'm not the only one. But yes, I'm not even feeling the stress of 'A's yet (Maybe its in my subconscious brain. Oh, like real.). We haven't started seasons yet, haven't gone through missing a few lessons every week and all that shit. But I'm feeling quite scared already. Damn it.
I realise I'm quite easily affected by things around me. Like, how every time I find something I can relate to, I'll feel this warm and fuzzy feeling. Oh, like, Are's dramafeste performance. I probably can't relate to the married part, of course (and I couldn't see the ending from where I was standing. I probably didn't see half the performance. I just took it as a radio show.). But I think the woman's side of the story is quite accurate. I kinda teared towards the end. Which is quite funny.
Anyway, that wasn't the main point.
I actually feel like talking about..friends today.
I don't admit I have a lot of friends. Acquaintances, more like it. And no, I don't think people who randomly add me on Facebook counts. Or people I add through email contacts. Damn, I don't even know who some of them are!
Kicking that aside, I just wanna talk about friends, like real people you see everyday. Or almost everyday. I personally find it difficult to maintain relationships. Or maybe its just me, because I can't be bothered to. I'm a really lazy person, as you can tell. Heartless, maybe? I envy people who can keep friends all the way from long long time ago. For one, I don't usually take initiative to do so. Because I feel like none of them know me. Yes, even people closest to me don't. But that's just human, isn't it? There's no way you can understand another person unless you've lived your life with that person. Wait, scrape that, maybe that isn't even enough.
No matter what, you can't see through their minds, know them inside out, predict their actions, or even know their secrets.
I think its really cool. Because what you show people is just what you WANT to show people. Or for some people, at least.
I don't think I've gone through a lot, to be able to share my life philosophy or what.
And I don't like to think. Like I said, I'm just plain lazy. I don't give a damn about critical thinking skills.
Anyway, back to 'friends'. How do you classify a good friend? I don't care how much it sounds like a GP question, if that's what you're thinking. And actually, I hate the politically correct answer, that "true friends are the ones that accept who you are." Oh then, honestly, I can't be anyone's true friend.
I'm an easily annoyed person. Especially if I know you very well. I can get absolutely annoyed with you over NOTHING. Nothing at all.
Perhaps my horoscope contribute to it; along with my nature of being easily bored. My attention span is probably of a kid's.
Anyway. I can't come up with a conclusion. Like I said, I hate to think. So I'll just leave you to your own conclusion.
Got to sleep. I think we're doing 2.4km for PE tomorrow. Damn it.
|| At 11:39 PM, Jocelyn thought so.♥ ||