Today is a lazy day. Lazy lazy, very lazy. Rolled out of bed at 12, had prawn mee for lunch, hung around munching on food. Mom made some wrap. Ate till I was bursting, went to lie on my bed, woke up at 6 and boom time for dinner. Eat, sleep, eat, sleep. Still what I do best. Haven't had such a lovely day in ages. 5 tiring tiring tiring days of camp killed me.
More than a year ago at Holland Village. When all there was between us were friendships. Now all that is left are cracks, divisions, hatred, awkwardness and scars. I was snooping around my computer, clearing unwanted photos to free up some memory space. Stumbled upon this set of photos. It was a gathering at Crystal Jade Xiao Long Bao buffet. Walking along Holland Road at 1am to Sixth Avenue (or somewhere near). Oh it was such a good outing. Joy, laughter, freedom. There was no bad history between anybody. Who knew one year later the friendship would become so divided. There are people who won't talk to others. Unspoken resentments. Divided camps. I guess this is what happens when you get to know people, relationships develop and crumble, and when you realize people aren't really who you thought they were. Maybe it's part of growing up. Life can't be a bed of roses. Not everybody's nature is to be kind. Learn to discern. Rude Awakening. Seriou...
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