The Human Instrumentality Project

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

After reading my granddaughter's blog.. I start wondering if my blog is one of those she's referring to, one of those mundane blogs that read more like a history textbook than anything else. Then I decide that I don't care. Haha. I don't think she reads this, anyway.

K-box on Sunday with cousins and today with Kiat and the 4M chaps. My sore throat and blocked nose spoilt Sunday but luckily not today. And I never knew an all-boys KTV outing could be this fun!

Everyone has changed, but it seems that everyone has kept pace with each other's changes because no one feels like a stranger even after so long. Of course, some things never change, such as The Dope. But some people are so different. I still remember KH pulling off wrestling moves on his bed, I still remember a very very blur WL and our mutual dislike for each other. Now both of them are happily attached, and no longer the young boys of 7 years ago. I'm 7 years older, too, and I've had my fair share of experiences to age me, even if they aren't etched on my face. And what I'm always gratified and amazed at is how we all still get along so well together. The whole world may change, but hopefully that fact will never change.

The world is fraught with change, and things are never what they seem, but our friendship, which has its roots in a time when we were young and innocent and genuine, let it be a constant, an anchor.




Met K on Monday night also, and I drove him around the estate for a while. In a few more years we'll have known each other half our lives! And we still haven't run out of things to say to each other.

Yes tonight is a night for gratitude, to give thanks for what I have, rather than harp, as I always did, upon what I do not have and cannot have.




Saw lays at the void deck after my run just now. Her hair is still some way short of its usual length, and she's thinner, but at least she's energetic and looks healthy. I'm only ashamed that this happened before I had a chance to go visit her. I mean, she lives just downstairs! It seems, the closer people are, the more easily they're neglected.




And ying. We wanted to meet on saturday, and that fell through. Sunday fell through also, and wednesday as well. I remember giving myself 3 chances at bat this time last year. And being struck out as well. Maybe it's just fate. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed that our next meeting goes ahead as planned.




Still a lot of people to meet! But for now it's back to work..


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