Its my Party and I Cry if I want to…
Hahah, this is a little delayed, but I should document this down anyway.
Como almuezo con mi gentes favoritos y una amiga a Raffles Place. Then i went to KTV alone coz BLest friend and Faith ‘acted dumb’. But it was fun, to sing alone u know? There’s no fighting, no queuing, no need to risk facing people in the same room, whom u don’t like or not comfortable with. Actually, I wasn’t tat alone there, but it felt tat way anyway. Watever, I was Queen in the room- tat’s all tat matters.
Had a ride to Orchard where the party really began; finally, the BLest and brest ones and Faith get to meet up once again. Had filling dinner but no drinks for the nite. Apparently, someone received specific warnings to not drink anything. *sniggers* So it was a relaxing, chill out nite, the kind tat I had wanted. I’ll take any such chilling outings more than organized parties, any time.
But the real party that I would have loved to have, is one other which I dunno if I will ever succeed in pulling off. My greatest party wish, is to invite friends to those Chinese Min Ge restaurant where there are stage for life performances, while u sip on ur bubble tea ( so passé). The plan is to book the place for the nite, and set the audience free to own the stage for performances for the nite. I’m sure everyone is talented enough to do sth for 5 mins at least ( even striptease is good, for the non-talented ones) Then there, I’ll perform my two compositions…
Back to the nite..so anyway towards the end of the session, it dawned on me- that I’m old. Those youngsters hawking wares, commissioned sale items along the road accentuated the passing of my youth. Sigh…
As I received my sms well-wishes, it began to hit me, that this is the world where ple are so not connected that receiving sms wishes is considered fortunate. I’m not trying to slam ple, I’m guilty of that myself; but if u receive such sms, its way better than being forgotten totally. Coz its so hard to remember the special day of everyone around you, because there’s just too many people around us, in our lives. And like BLest friend use to say, she was skeptical of forging strong friendships in Uni and I believed that its harder in later stages of our lives. So when our social circle expands, and for some at this moment- expands exponentially, remembering people’s day is one mean task, and taking the effort to send the sms which usually follows, essentially branches from taking the effort to remember people’s day.
Also, I wonder how much do ple value the people whom they sms? It’s a simple gesture, and it’s the thought that counts, but how much? How much? I always ask how much do people value my existence. If u’ve noticed, I like to ask how their life would be different, if I were not in their life today. I know for one, I brought out the anger and not so angelic side of PS. And I’m sure I catalysed the coming of the beer bellies in BLest and her brest friend.
Hahhaa.. I sound as though I’m at the end of my path, when its only the start of new things to come.
Como almuezo con mi gentes favoritos y una amiga a Raffles Place. Then i went to KTV alone coz BLest friend and Faith ‘acted dumb’. But it was fun, to sing alone u know? There’s no fighting, no queuing, no need to risk facing people in the same room, whom u don’t like or not comfortable with. Actually, I wasn’t tat alone there, but it felt tat way anyway. Watever, I was Queen in the room- tat’s all tat matters.
Had a ride to Orchard where the party really began; finally, the BLest and brest ones and Faith get to meet up once again. Had filling dinner but no drinks for the nite. Apparently, someone received specific warnings to not drink anything. *sniggers* So it was a relaxing, chill out nite, the kind tat I had wanted. I’ll take any such chilling outings more than organized parties, any time.
But the real party that I would have loved to have, is one other which I dunno if I will ever succeed in pulling off. My greatest party wish, is to invite friends to those Chinese Min Ge restaurant where there are stage for life performances, while u sip on ur bubble tea ( so passé). The plan is to book the place for the nite, and set the audience free to own the stage for performances for the nite. I’m sure everyone is talented enough to do sth for 5 mins at least ( even striptease is good, for the non-talented ones) Then there, I’ll perform my two compositions…
Back to the nite..so anyway towards the end of the session, it dawned on me- that I’m old. Those youngsters hawking wares, commissioned sale items along the road accentuated the passing of my youth. Sigh…
As I received my sms well-wishes, it began to hit me, that this is the world where ple are so not connected that receiving sms wishes is considered fortunate. I’m not trying to slam ple, I’m guilty of that myself; but if u receive such sms, its way better than being forgotten totally. Coz its so hard to remember the special day of everyone around you, because there’s just too many people around us, in our lives. And like BLest friend use to say, she was skeptical of forging strong friendships in Uni and I believed that its harder in later stages of our lives. So when our social circle expands, and for some at this moment- expands exponentially, remembering people’s day is one mean task, and taking the effort to send the sms which usually follows, essentially branches from taking the effort to remember people’s day.
Also, I wonder how much do ple value the people whom they sms? It’s a simple gesture, and it’s the thought that counts, but how much? How much? I always ask how much do people value my existence. If u’ve noticed, I like to ask how their life would be different, if I were not in their life today. I know for one, I brought out the anger and not so angelic side of PS. And I’m sure I catalysed the coming of the beer bellies in BLest and her brest friend.
Hahhaa.. I sound as though I’m at the end of my path, when its only the start of new things to come.
posted by ernie bernie at 1:54 PM
7 Comments:
hey! we didn't act dumb. we were killing ourselves trying to find a prez for you. but it's so unappreciated! sobz!
Sighz... so much for the blisters from thronging the malls in search of your present!
wat the hell? U're still harping on my reaction? Sigh, what must i say or do to convince u gals tat i like whatever present i got?
Arrgh! WL! Help!
think wl's too busy to bother with our blogs these days. heh. one more comment to make. i think wat made you feel old that night was the fact that the bonito waiter was too young for you to pick up. *winkz*
Hey.... wat waiter?
I'm ignoring tat comment. I was just bored..
heh heh ......say til like that...i does value those tt i sms...at least at tt pt in time, i does think of the person...if not for the thought of it, i wil nv sms rite?
also, i hv many sides ......juz u guys dun realised....but u hv seen 2 opposite sides of me.....eheheehhehe.....
so dun be surprise if u see more ....
lv ps
*miss u guys*
nono, i'm not trying to slam people who smsed me, nor am i trying to slam those who didnt. I was just wondering on the value of sms in today's society. That sometimes, even these simple sms means a lot more than just wat it is.
And yes, we all have different sides, just tat i seemed to have catalysed the coming of the un-angelic side. Hahaha, i take tat as an achievement, by the way. Heehee
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