Tuesday, September 14, 2004
So School started
I haven't updated this in awhile. Forgive me, I think I wasn't motivated enough. That being said, I read Elise's recent blog entry, and that motivated me to blog again. Props to her! So I was reading and I realize how much I have changed from when I just came out of High School. A semester(or quarter, for most of you) apart, you're a totally different person. What doesn't change is who your friends are. Friends from High school will always remain those who you treasure the most from that period of time. After all, those times when we studied together, hung out together, did Physics together, went to conferences together, did homework together (or copied together). Those were good times that I will not forget. Reading about Elise's reconcilliation w/ one of her best friends is something that lifted me a lot. her struggle over this issue has been well-documented(by herself) and I'm a close follower on that (i guess there are people who wants to be yangsty ^^). Both of them were people I know and at times one can't but feel bad for disagreement amongst those who know you. For all the bitterness that was read, it is wonderful how we're all maturing, and witnessing that is an unexplanable experience. Then I reflected upon the party we had at the end of summer, where many gathered at SamK's house and we just hung out like old time. I remember I found myself realizing that we're a group of almost-20-yrs-old, and we played ping-pong, DDR, Magic (for some, not for me). Rosalyn pinched William and wiggled like she did and I commented: "can you imagine 10 years from now when we all hung out together again, and Rosalyn will have her 5-yr-old boy with her and she'll be pinching William: 'oOo! Poke Poke! (to her kid)And don't talk with your mouth full!' " I'm throughly amused. The MOB were there too, and that made me realize this "HS classmates" bond isn't as weak as I perceived. Of course, being an EECS major i must add nerdiness into this entry by:
STEC is a subset of The MOB, but only a subset, not the same as STEC, of the MOB came to the party.
And my cousin was there, I realize that we're so tied together, even though distance between us can be thousands of miles.
Thing will change. Friends will not. We can't stop people entering and leaving our life. But when we see those we cared about once again after a long time, there will be a smile, remembering that time when we laughed, lamented, even cried together.
posted by Samuel on 1:47 AM
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