Hey everyone, well, holidays have been pretty great, and I’ve been kept occupied, so much to do! And to watch (movies,fringe,chuck, whee~) to the extent I have once again neglected my blog here. So well, I had the inspiration to blog this like one week ago, but then, I’m a real procrastinator, so well, nows the time~
Prepare for another Great Wall Of Text, though I’m sure it’s gonna be a shorter one than my other walls.
Let’s talk. Erm, I’ll start with my previous post, the one on Special Friends.
Honestly speaking, special friends, what is it?
Is it a good perspective that people use to comfort themselves when they are unable to achieve the other status they want?
You know, as they say, a special friend is more than a friend, but less than a lover?
That grey area between friend and lover?
That area that so many guys seem to dread, and seem to hate being stuck at? The area that a very popular Nice Guy culture seems to put most guys that want something more, but are unable to?
Or is it merely an excuse for the guy/girl to obtain benefits from the person, with no strings attached?
No Terms and conditions?
No commitment?
A way of labeling the person as such, which eliminates all issues of love, which solves the problem of commitment, in a very nice way, and at the same time being warmer than just friends
Still, you sad people out there, who somehow got hurt by that guy or gal, I guess there isn’t any harm to being a Special Friend to that person now is it?
Let’s look at this optimistically (coz if I look at it pessimistically I’ll end up in an endless vortex of emoness, which isn’t exactly the best place to be, trust me I’ve been there, done that) : Or would you prefer to be not friends at all?
So I guess, special friend, is all of the above, how you want to think of it, there is no such thing as wrong or right on this.
A reason to stay close, but not be a boyfriend/girlfriend. A status that defines a person that you like them, but not romantically. A just friends, not lovers status. No lovey dovey commitments.
Is that good? We’ll figure it out yourself, I don’t want to take out all the fun~
Fruit.
Well, it’s a word I decided to drop in, the word was on my mind. XP
Mindspace.
I think that’s what blogger is.
Same with Facebook (what’s on your mind?) and that Live Messenger (Share a quick message).
By the way, I dislike and refute the new version of messenger, sticking to the old one.
Back on track, this online webspaces, lets us share what’s on our mind.
Publically,
In essence, privately public.
Yay an oxymoron.
Without a doubt, it is that ironic expression I’ve just used.
This is because, those things you have on your mind, which are supposedly private and exclusive to certain people, are being made available online. For the world to see.
Thoughts, fantasies, ideas, lyrics, the food you eat, what you want, feelings, emotions, all being published online.
You know, I think Facebook is a cool tool, but it takes away the people relations on a much more intimate level.
Screw the people who break up online. Or sms, IM, I think that person deserves at least a face-to-face notification, not some notification you see on the top left corner of the monitor, and also the Message Received From : XXX that you see on your phones.
Same thing vice versa. These webtools have become a great invention for people to do all that mushy,mushy,touchy feely, awkward-ky, wierdy stuff online.
To put it bluntly, it’s a great way for people with no guts,bravery,balls to confess/breakup/declare war.
Joking about the last part. Im saying it takes out the whole people feeling/touch into those things that deserve more.
A letter at least la.
Think about it, one day are you going to tell your daughter that the first boy who confessed to you was online? Doesn’t seem very romantic to me.
Speaking of first times and romantics.
Do first times matter? (besides losing your virginity,baby, and all that other important stuff)
I’m talking about first time at Starbucks. Or Baskin Robbins, sharing food [thinking of all the wonderful sweeties now cuz i'm hungryy], movie with a guy/girl that likes you, first time on LRT~ All that little things. (As little as they may be, they mean big, a lot. PS: oxymoron?)
Sentimentally, they mean a lot. But, well, ish, I’m not gonna deconstruct my thoughts here on that.
Owh yeah, my first Starbucks was with my cousin) in 2009, I craved starbucks after that. But my second one, was with him again, about one year after that. =| see how much of a procrastinator I am? XP
As with romance. Gosh, as much as I do not believe in it. I’m still a sucker for one.
It doesn’t take much to make me go awwwhhh and all warm N’ fuzzy inside. Sensitive and all.
Even the movies, touching ones. Emotionally, not physically erotic movies.
Though it takes me now less than 2 hours to shake of the feeling and come back to reality.
Hyroxide.
Second word. XP. Thanks Gee Keat. =)
So, blogging, FB, quick message on IM (Instant Messaging), do this things reveal too much about my personal self?
Perhaps they have made me to easy to read, like an open book.
Perhaps I should stop, or start penning my thoughts into a diary, or make it exclusive to certain people.
Private stuff made public.
How? =|
Though I must admit that dumping my thoughts onto this blog here, really does help disable certain figments from resurfacing into my mindspace.
Simply put: It stops me from thinking about one particular thing again, which would be too much than it already is.
My blog, IM and FB, do give you a glimpse into my mindspace now doesn’t it?
Though not everything, but it does give you a fair bit.
So, should I stop/cut down and make them more private and exclusive?
Talk to me. Comment.SMS, IM, anything.
Silent Gratitude isn’t much use to anyone. – G.B Stern
Till then. =)
