Going with the music~

Note of caution : my iTunes is currently on party shuffle, and it has churned out Josh Groban's Remember When It Rained. so yes, you all should know what mood it has set me into.

this is going to be a half emo, half light-hearted post. alright, let's begin.

was it on thursday that I told sharon that I would blog about how I start my friendships? yes, probably thursday. I had this epiphany on the escalator, that when I first begin to like the people around me, I like them not because of who they are, but rather what I see in them. So basically, what I see and like in you may not be who you really are, and if over some time, after I get to know the real you,if I don't quite like it, I may just slowly drift away. Unless, I see who you can be, and I like that part of you. well, it looks worse that I thought it was. haha. I guess I am just very superficial when it comes to friendships. but I like what Banville said in his book, "it is only at surfaces, that there is depth." well, that is a re-phrase, but it was something along the lines of that. and I guess I like it because, I feel closeness doesn't always have to be how much you know about a person, or how long you've been with another person. and over the years, I just gradually adopted this mindset.I asked grace over at the peak in Hongkong this question, "how do you determine whether or not you're a true friend? if I don't know things about you like what's your fave colour, what's your fave food, does it mean I'm not a true friend to you?" we talked about it against the backdrop of a dimmed sunset. and I gained insight, and yet, didn't shift much from my original POV. What I feel now is, I honestly want to believe that even if I know nuts about you, doesn't mean I don't care for you as a friend. It just simply means I probably haven't been able to spend much time with you recently, or perhaps, I just can't quite remember.

humour is always an ice-breaker and a device used to reduce tension. only with my close friends then do I use it with less ease. surprising no? the catch is the word use. with mere acquaintances, I can use humour most effectively, surprisingly, I can be quite talkative at times. because frankly, humour doesn't need much skill. with close friends, I hardly need to use humour; humour just happens. we just get into the flow of things, and we just connect and laugh, no need to think of what funny things we can say. and when I do use humour with friends, that's when I care enough to know humour is needed. and I know the ones I care about will always be able to pick up where I left off. it's like a common understanding. and really, I think it's fine. because in the first place, it is only when you are close enough with each other that you will even bother about what you're saying and hoping that the other will understand. and when they do, it's a special happiness. eclectic choice of words, but yes.

okay, what was my point again? iTunes is now playing Casablanca.

light-hearted, yes. I had great fun on friday! all the traveling was worth it. though I can't remember the details now, I realise that lyrics and details escape me. and the only thing that remains is just slivers of the memories. I remember the great food and company at Newton's circus. after so long, I heard myself being called "grandma" once again. oh, do I feel old. haha, no I didn't feel old. in fact, I felt strangely pleased. I didn't contribute much to the conversation, but there wasn't a real need to. I was just content being able to share in the gathering. short, but fulfilling.

as for the even shorter meeting with my cell group girls, it was brilliant as usual. I guess I just can't get enough of the time spent with them. every min is a joy. though I may not show it, or say it much, but the girls are really family to me. and I just love how we are there for each other. it's like all our flaws are accepted and covered over when we come together. =)

alright. I kinda drifted off, this post is probably going to end up completely emo.

and yes, I'm the kind who stands by train doors, with music in my ears, emo-ing my ride away. haha. but the emo moods gradually dissipate over the course of a day. the next day, you'll probably(or I hope so!) see me back to my cheerful self;) haha

someone get me my dark cherry mocha frapp. well, at least my much appreciated black tea latte is in stores now at last. I've waited a year for it. some things are worth waiting I guess. lots of things to do, and yet I so need to get the holiday mood out of my system.

come on, let's pass this with all that we've got:)