Up The TreeHouse.
today was certaintly a most interesting day.
(it seems as though i have diverged away from my former style of blogging. but than again, methinks that the reason being that there is a lesser necessity to do so. clauses tend to be for a more melodic emotive reflection that intends to hide truth by being purely vague. not that i will be any less vague in paragraphes, but you get what i mean.)
today was certaintly a most interesting day.
as the old (albeit banal) proverb goes - old friends are best friends.
i didnt believe it when the teachers said that the friends we made in cat high were to be the best of friends. but i was sec2, defiant and very much detached from manyathings in cat high than. i assure you that things took a turn since than. and today kind of re-enforced that.
and to be less vague about things, today was mainly just talk. talk. talk. and lousy coffee on my part. and a bit of jeffery sachs. interestingly enough, i think the most fulfilling bit of today wasn't the cathartic relief, whcih was kind of the reason we met so abruptly on a sunday afternoon. this view may not be mutual of course, but what i really enjoyed was the talking of random things at our 'hideout' which's location i will not reveal because it is a very good place "in orchard with decent music, comfy couches, a place where they will not kick you out, uncommonly visited unless by a special economic group of ppl (thinks vague synonm) therfore having minimum amt of ppl and also zero possibility to bump into other ppl" .
and so from there we lapsed into talking abt perosnality chages with respect to bumping into other ppl and further digressed into a discusion of how much an anti-social we were, or have become. and after many questionable links, we talked about how we always have things to talk abt. which somehow ended us off talking about past relationships and the 1.necessity 2.feasibility 3.effectiveness 4.detrimetns of reviving them. and lots of life-pertaining hypothesis ad nauseam.
but seriously, how often can one spend an entire sunday afternoon and evening (with coldplay in mind) to just talk about the most innane questions such as "the purpose in life" without thinking of how time is constantly snapping at our feet. the content of today shall remian inside us always.
a much-awaited conversation.
a much-awaited yet rather meaningless conversation.
a much-awaited yet rather meaningless and thus intangibly priceless
conversation.
oh my goodness. what an awfully dissapointingly himbotic post.
btw, shld i cut my hair~ ?
stupid coffee.
(it seems as though i have diverged away from my former style of blogging. but than again, methinks that the reason being that there is a lesser necessity to do so. clauses tend to be for a more melodic emotive reflection that intends to hide truth by being purely vague. not that i will be any less vague in paragraphes, but you get what i mean.)
today was certaintly a most interesting day.
as the old (albeit banal) proverb goes - old friends are best friends.
i didnt believe it when the teachers said that the friends we made in cat high were to be the best of friends. but i was sec2, defiant and very much detached from manyathings in cat high than. i assure you that things took a turn since than. and today kind of re-enforced that.
and to be less vague about things, today was mainly just talk. talk. talk. and lousy coffee on my part. and a bit of jeffery sachs. interestingly enough, i think the most fulfilling bit of today wasn't the cathartic relief, whcih was kind of the reason we met so abruptly on a sunday afternoon. this view may not be mutual of course, but what i really enjoyed was the talking of random things at our 'hideout' which's location i will not reveal because it is a very good place "in orchard with decent music, comfy couches, a place where they will not kick you out, uncommonly visited unless by a special economic group of ppl (thinks vague synonm) therfore having minimum amt of ppl and also zero possibility to bump into other ppl" .
and so from there we lapsed into talking abt perosnality chages with respect to bumping into other ppl and further digressed into a discusion of how much an anti-social we were, or have become. and after many questionable links, we talked about how we always have things to talk abt. which somehow ended us off talking about past relationships and the 1.necessity 2.feasibility 3.effectiveness 4.detrimetns of reviving them. and lots of life-pertaining hypothesis ad nauseam.
but seriously, how often can one spend an entire sunday afternoon and evening (with coldplay in mind) to just talk about the most innane questions such as "the purpose in life" without thinking of how time is constantly snapping at our feet. the content of today shall remian inside us always.
a much-awaited conversation.
a much-awaited yet rather meaningless conversation.
a much-awaited yet rather meaningless and thus intangibly priceless
conversation.
oh my goodness. what an awfully dissapointingly himbotic post.
btw, shld i cut my hair~ ?
stupid coffee.