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*vroom* *vroom* *vroooom*

Today's my first practical lesson in school, and I had to bug Xuefang about it yesterday like what to do, where to go and stuff. Thanks for tolerating such a newbie, and all the best for your upcoming practical test! The lesson was quite fun actually from the several stalling in beginning to the smooth drive around the circuit compound. Too bad I couldn't finish the subject 4 in time.. Gah! I really need to chiong man - the remaining weekdays of March will all be spent on driving all day long. I'm not sure if I can tahan a consecutive driving lessons totally up to 4 hours a day sia, with only 15min break in between the two. Shitz. Should have booked the one with 30min break. AHH... So now I'm on waiting list for those slots now - better hope I'm lucky enough! *crossfingers* Have to chiong until subject 20 so that I can do my booking for practical test, which seems to be fading further and further away. Zzz.. Soo totally hope that the NS enlistment date will be somewher in late July or something without clashing with my yet-to-be-booked practical test date. Argh. By the end of this month, I would have completed a total of 11 sessions! YAY. I wonder which subject I would be at by then.. *scratches head*


Sometimes I truly wonder if it's a blessing in disguise for being utterly forgetful. I just simply forget about the things here and there - the good and the bad. Like for instance during my Taiwan trip, I kept raising false alarm of losing my damn camera at least twice lar. I know I should be whalloped for making everyone panic here and there. LOL! Somehow I never check my damn jacket then. Kekeke.. Also, I even forgot that I had this boo-hoo incident with Kaijie last time lar, until Yuanlong reminded me (he reminded me alot of things wor). LOL! And paiseh to say that I forgot what's it all about again.. Zzz.. Can only remember calling KJ childish for sending me a message when he's sitting on the other table at Mensa. Rofl! Paiseh for revealing this.. Wahahhaa... You are indeed childish! (and so do I.) Oh yes... I even forget why I was so upset in the first place! Damn. It must be a blessing in disguise bah - to forget those unhappy incidents and do things like I have always been doing (kinda). I guess that's why I'm not really upset about this either for being such a short-lived memory kind of person, though sometimes I try really hard to recollect what happen in my primary and secondary school days which I didn't really took much photos. This pretty much explains why I took over 3+GB of photos in the trip bah. Hahhahaa...


With regards to the hoo-haa issue lately, all I can say is that time will change a person's character with the ups and downs of life. On the topic of friends, I personally feel that there isn't really a clear definition to it. Read the following excerpt I found, which is totally the same about how I feel too:

If I recall correctly, as a kid your definition of a friend is very black and white: Someone you play with.

And as a teenager it gets a bit more complex - A soul you can trust. A heart that accepts you. A person you care for. A fist that will fight for you. Two feet that will stand beside you when things get hairy.

But as an adult we muddy our definition of the word friend. It becomes elastic to include acquaintances. People who we simply share interests but may not care for in the least.

Maybe this is a good thing. We grow tolerant. Our hearts less exclusive. Maybe its the acknowledgment that life is a whole lot easier if we lay down our walls and be cool with one another.

Maybe its an acknowledgment that we had it right when we were children - simply now a friend is someone you share a drink with and maybe a joke.

I'd like to believe that, but...

A part of me holds that teenager's definition a little too dear - for example, it pisses me off how some throw around the word friend and then walk away the first time someone needs help.

That same part wants to revolt at how we market our 1,251 friends on My Space or look at our link ranks on Technorati... speaking of which... if you link to me.. are you my friend? If you don't... what does that say?

Well, then again, sometimes a link is just a link. A comment is just a comment. And it's expressions of reaching out that counts. One way, or another.

Go ponder over it for a few minutes. Hmmm.. it's time for me to do so too.. :)