06.17.07

let’s be friends

Posted in Voices inside my head at 1:45 am by dmingz

I think everyone hangs out with different kinds of pple at any one stage in life.

“So why do you hang out with younger people?” This was a qn that was posted to me numerous times by different pple of my age. Yet I was unable to ans it when i was confronted with it again, as i sat in mac with one of the usual gang i hang out with and they are refering to another gp of frens that i was close to. (ya, i’m ashame to say, i was unable to ans it at that moment in time)

So as i was doing my household chores the following day, i tot abt this qn again and re-evaluate why do i hang out with people that are 2 - 7 yrs my junior. and here’s my conclusion.

While there are billions of pple in the world out there, how many of them are you able to connect at the same frequency? prob 40 or 60, out of the 200 or so pple that you came across. so how many do you really come to develop true friendship with, and who actually bother to reciprocate your friendship, concern, support you and tahan all your faults? 10 - 20, perhaps, if you are lucky.

so why differentiate people by age, color, race, size, etc? as long as they are not criminals, n you really care for them, tahan all their nonsense, miss them when they are not ard and get the same in return, there is no particular reason why you can or cannot be friends.

Sorry guys. will react better next time i was thrown that qn again.

06.07.07

The mystery of birthdays

Posted in Voices inside my head at 8:32 am by dmingz

before i know it, 28th May came and gone and i was 1 yr older. As the day approach, i started to get stressed, as the pressures of birthday set in. here is the typical senario of a birthday.

friends will ask: So how are you celebrating it? What do you want to eat? what do you want for your birthday present? and if you don’t have an answer, they’ll keep asking you till you have one. In the end, I always choose sth that will make everyone else happy but does not necessary make myself happy.

Other people will adopt a different approach: Don’t mention abt your birthday cos that mean we gotta get you a present and its burning a hole in my pocket. Pray hard that the present will not cost a bomb.

Some of the other unnecessary issues that i have to deal with:

- when are you getting married, now that you are approaching your big 30.

- So you are getting older, HAHA.

so i came to this world on the 28th May, with nth on me except for a bit of hair on the head and a lot of blood. What makes this day memorable?? I don’t know, and I cannot understand. My mom doesn’t remember my birthday, and she went through 12 hrs of pain to give birth to me.

Ultimately, what is more important? that I am happy on this day, (as well as the other 364 days that i live through the yr) or the fact that i am 1 yr older and close to getting married?

Does remembering all your friend’s birthdays make you a good friend, Or does msg-ing your friends to ask them if they are well and offering your help in their difficult times make you a good friend?

When i was 8, a classmate asked me: “When’s your birthday?” and my reply was: “what’s a birthday?” I guess i never gotten the ans to my own question.

If there is any date i like my friends to remember and react on, i hope its my death anniversary. When i visit my father’s grave every sept, I looked at all the untidy graves around and I asked myself. when i am dead and gone, will my children and husband remember me? will my relatives remember me? Will my friends remember me? and make as much effort for this day as compared to my birthday?? I hope so. For i am no longer ard to remind them of my presence (or the lack of it).

Here’s wishing all birthday boys and girls Happiness, from the day you are born to the day you are gone.