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[Thursday, March 16, 2006]
having little to do this morning in the lull before enrollment, i suddenly recalled that i had uploaded a couple of new pics to my friendster account, to which i hadn't affixed captions yet. upon seeing my home page, i noticed that someone had bothered to write me a new testimonial. this information surprised me, frankly, since i have been of the opinion that friendster had already run its course.
out of curiosity, after accepting said testimonial, i decided to read through all of my old ones. it was an odd sadness realizing how much i'd changed since creating my profile. so many then-touching affirmations from people that i rarely get to see anymore, if at all. between friendships left to fade away, increasingly tasking responsibilities, and the inevitable nonchalance that has settled upon all of us, i can count on my digits how many people have remained friendly, how many memories still make me smile, or even how many words of praise are still applicable.
it's a disturbing thought, how we've all grown apart over the years. independence, laziness, distrust, re-evaluation, we all have our poison. it's both impractical and emotionally taxing to backtrack instead of burning bridges, so very few of us actually succeed in repairing broken relationships. most of us would rather make new friends than reunite with old ones. the same goes for old habits, hobbies, personality traits - given the new environment we've explored over the past two years, we've all contracted some form of shell shock.
see, even the genuine [i think] regret i feel for some of my own transgressions aren't enough to convince me to do anything about them. this entry i envisioned as some sort of warning but even as i type it, i see the overflowing drama. it's just too easy to let go of ideas that just aren't useful anymore, if you catch my drift.
last week, for instance, my drinking buddies and i agreed upon a get-together after ten years. i honestly wonder if i'll remember to go. now, it seems unthinkable that i'd not see them for more than a day or two, or chat them up if we run into each other online, but after graduation, who knows? a curt "uy" or a buzz left unanswered might be that last attempt at communication before an awkward reunion at somebody's funeral.
absence makes the heart go wander. until recently, i found this pun terribly witty. now that i care less for wit, it's simply terrible.
so before i forget, and in case our paths don't cross again -
sige ingat.ΓΌ
posted by stani at 3:24 PM
out of curiosity, after accepting said testimonial, i decided to read through all of my old ones. it was an odd sadness realizing how much i'd changed since creating my profile. so many then-touching affirmations from people that i rarely get to see anymore, if at all. between friendships left to fade away, increasingly tasking responsibilities, and the inevitable nonchalance that has settled upon all of us, i can count on my digits how many people have remained friendly, how many memories still make me smile, or even how many words of praise are still applicable.
it's a disturbing thought, how we've all grown apart over the years. independence, laziness, distrust, re-evaluation, we all have our poison. it's both impractical and emotionally taxing to backtrack instead of burning bridges, so very few of us actually succeed in repairing broken relationships. most of us would rather make new friends than reunite with old ones. the same goes for old habits, hobbies, personality traits - given the new environment we've explored over the past two years, we've all contracted some form of shell shock.
see, even the genuine [i think] regret i feel for some of my own transgressions aren't enough to convince me to do anything about them. this entry i envisioned as some sort of warning but even as i type it, i see the overflowing drama. it's just too easy to let go of ideas that just aren't useful anymore, if you catch my drift.
last week, for instance, my drinking buddies and i agreed upon a get-together after ten years. i honestly wonder if i'll remember to go. now, it seems unthinkable that i'd not see them for more than a day or two, or chat them up if we run into each other online, but after graduation, who knows? a curt "uy" or a buzz left unanswered might be that last attempt at communication before an awkward reunion at somebody's funeral.
absence makes the heart go wander. until recently, i found this pun terribly witty. now that i care less for wit, it's simply terrible.
so before i forget, and in case our paths don't cross again -
sige ingat.ΓΌ
posted by stani at 3:24 PM
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INNOCENCE LOST
this comment is so long that it deserves its own title.
i've been doing the same thing a lot lately - browsing through my HS write-up notebook and my friendster testimonials. and yeah, i also wonder what the hell happened to me in those two/three years between now and then.
methinks that we simply have littler time to be nice to other people now, hence the apparent lack of friends. or maybe it doesn't pay off to have as many friends anymore, seeing that we've already gone through the college adjustment phase and found our respective niches. or maybe college did change us into pessimistic nasty fuckers.
i think it's the last one. anyway, yeah broken relationships are hard to fix unless both parties are willing to fix it.
yun lang.
I think that it's the sad part of growing up. In the end, you'll have no one else to put your trust or dependence unto but yourself.
1 term left for me, 2 for you. I don't know what I should supposedly be feeling right now. Our turn's not really that far ahead.
Reunion...how bout on december 20, 2012? hahahahaha exactly 6 years after.
"it's a disturbing thought, how we've all grown apart over the years. independence, laziness, distrust, re-evaluation, we all have our poison."
The distrust part.. oh so true.. yeah.. two terms left for us.. its just two terms man
how we've all grown apart over the years. independence, laziness, distrust, re-evaluation, we all have our poison.
yeah, i would have to agree with that. time changes everyone and everything. i am that kind of person who, lets just say, likes to dwell in the past. in a way, growing up was a thrill, but at the same time, its also a bummer.
Renz: you should be excited kc matatapos ka na. if i was in your shoes, i would be all the more excited. being responsible is not really a bummer. being in school and actually staying in school is already a responsibility. by the way, reunion? masaya un. kaso, d naman natutuloy. kung sa chung hua nga marami gusto ng reunion, d naman natutuloy...
pek^2: chong, hindi lang distrust un. u got screwed. and i feel you pain, man.
anyway, going back to the point, para sa akin wala namang problemang tumanda at mag-dwell sa past, hindi nga lang healthy. ;) tsaka sa lahat naman ng bagay eh, lalo na sa mga kanta, maraming nagsasabi na mas maganda dati.
oi ang haba na pala, hehe :)
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INNOCENCE LOST
this comment is so long that it deserves its own title.
i've been doing the same thing a lot lately - browsing through my HS write-up notebook and my friendster testimonials. and yeah, i also wonder what the hell happened to me in those two/three years between now and then.
methinks that we simply have littler time to be nice to other people now, hence the apparent lack of friends. or maybe it doesn't pay off to have as many friends anymore, seeing that we've already gone through the college adjustment phase and found our respective niches. or maybe college did change us into pessimistic nasty fuckers.
i think it's the last one. anyway, yeah broken relationships are hard to fix unless both parties are willing to fix it.
yun lang.
posted by 
Jonathan at 6:46 PM
Jonathan at 6:46 PMI think that it's the sad part of growing up. In the end, you'll have no one else to put your trust or dependence unto but yourself.
1 term left for me, 2 for you. I don't know what I should supposedly be feeling right now. Our turn's not really that far ahead.
Reunion...how bout on december 20, 2012? hahahahaha exactly 6 years after.
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at 9:38 PM
at 9:38 PM"it's a disturbing thought, how we've all grown apart over the years. independence, laziness, distrust, re-evaluation, we all have our poison."
The distrust part.. oh so true.. yeah.. two terms left for us.. its just two terms man
posted by at 9:42 PM
at 9:42 PMhow we've all grown apart over the years. independence, laziness, distrust, re-evaluation, we all have our poison.
yeah, i would have to agree with that. time changes everyone and everything. i am that kind of person who, lets just say, likes to dwell in the past. in a way, growing up was a thrill, but at the same time, its also a bummer.
Renz: you should be excited kc matatapos ka na. if i was in your shoes, i would be all the more excited. being responsible is not really a bummer. being in school and actually staying in school is already a responsibility. by the way, reunion? masaya un. kaso, d naman natutuloy. kung sa chung hua nga marami gusto ng reunion, d naman natutuloy...
pek^2: chong, hindi lang distrust un. u got screwed. and i feel you pain, man.
anyway, going back to the point, para sa akin wala namang problemang tumanda at mag-dwell sa past, hindi nga lang healthy. ;) tsaka sa lahat naman ng bagay eh, lalo na sa mga kanta, maraming nagsasabi na mas maganda dati.
oi ang haba na pala, hehe :)
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