Quite strange to blog now… anyway it doesn’t really matter.
Been sun burnt and poached evenly on both side of the neck, could said its well done and sunny side up… haha, if u get what I meant…
My neck hurts and cant really move it coz the skin is like burnt. My upper body is toasted while the rest is left untouched by the venerable sun. I should stop my whining and move onto more important stuff.
I don’t know if anyone do read my blog so maybe that’s y I seldom update, maybe it just a lame excuse to not type. Others might choose to believe the latter. I don’t care… haha…
Anyway going back to school tomorrow to attend Founder’s day. Don’t know what feeling will it be, perhaps it will be similar to fun-o-rama? I know not of… it would be strange and awkward to join the morning school crowd on the buses, make me seem so old. Would update again after the Founder’s day… cya…
wx at 2/28/2006 10:39:00 PM
Seldom do I blog, will only blog if felt something for it.
Anyway went back to fun-o-rama today, was such a walk to remember. Was like walking down memory lane, so introspective. My mind was in a pensive mode. Everything was so evocative, filled with nostalgia. What to do, its all in the past. Time and tide wait for no man. Been there, done that. What more can be done or said when all is lost forever, forever part of the treasured memoirs.
It’s been real long since I ever step into ac. Been quite a while since saw so many old familiar faces that once were taken for granted. Many new faces but none the lasting to make much impression. Old faces were rather more sentimental. Used to be the best of pals but now miles apart, soul mates that are brought even closer together, acquaintances that stayed status quo… many others worth mentioning… time really changes us all, doesn’t it? Who are we to blame for current plight except our own doing? Do true friendship stand the test of time and distance? I know not the factual answer for hues of gray linger in such areas. Maybe such rhetorical questions could be the culprit?
Saw friends that don’t talk, those that just talk, those that rattle on forever. Wonder why cant hold a conversion for so long with a old “friend” since sec sch? Maybe guilt, maybe its just apathy? Ennui surrounds the whole process of talking. Hated it, don’t feel a need to go on.
On a more superficial aspect, the crowd was good, in terms of looks department. Shallow isn’t it? The people were quite happening though there was a torrential pour in the late afternoon. Some guys so embarrassingly wet themselves in the rain in hope of displaying their what-so-ever physic. Some gals were playing in the rain. Crazy, mad or plain silly?
Overall fun fair was ok, enjoyed myself with old friends, saw old faces that seemed to have underwent radical changes (plastic surgery?).
Was a great introspective journey down memory lane… anticipating the next one soon…
Too, expecting a more poignant voyage next time, next time stolling down Dover lane…
wx at 2/19/2006 03:24:00 PM