Updated as promised.Introducing some of my best pals in school and the more important me...
Choon Liang and Bo Qiang.
Some may think they are gay. I say no need to think further...Me, myself and I.
Trying to strike a sexy pose... haha~Me with Yvonne and Choon Liang
Chilling with nicest people around.Bo Qiang and Audrey
The ever matching couple... of good friends. No la, seriously friends only.****************************
It is 0230am in the morning of a Friday. Here I am, tipsy and tired, in front of my computer, but still sleep eludes me. I just had a KTV session with my buddies in school earlier on. A friend will be trying for the singing competition on Sunday. We went to give him our moral support by attending his pre-trial practice.
Of course, it wasn’t a solo performance, but rather a regular KTV session with rounds of typically selected songs played over and over. And yet, in such amicable settings, I made my most painful observation of myself.
My sad self displayed over and over again with the rounds of songs played over and over again. It’s funny that all the popularly sang songs are usually advocates of breakups, pitiful love and sorrowful pleas of forgiveness.
I can only assume majority are feeling what I am feeling… loveless. Ironically, it is an universal truth that even record companies are capitalising on for commercial benefits. In fact, we are literally throwing money at them for songs that makes us grief and mop over our sorrowful asses. All just to shatter that flawed heart all over once more and in renewed fervor. Sad truth: Heartbreaks are lucrative business.
I realized…
Sadness is a vicious cycle,
People feeling sad will sing the songs that best portray their emotions,
That triggers other people to remind themselves of their predicaments.
It is a contradicting emotion,
You wanted company to help yourself get over and perhaps be slightly happier,
But yet when you have the company,
You would much rather be alone,
Thinking about the person you are sad over,
Singing that same songs that you listen to everyday over and over,
Feeling that same pain which could just be a twitching ache now,
And yet, seconds later, be amplified ten folds.
It is a contradicting emotion,
Where you can have the whole day passed by without a single moment thinking about that one person,
But yet in your slumber,
Your dreams take you to the places,
Take you to moments that you once cherished,
And all comes swelling back once again,
Back to square one.
It is a contradicting emotion,
Where all I wanted is to keep that space and distance,
Stop and crease all possible contact,
But yet I will check my hand phone 24 7 for that much dreaded message or call,
That I do not want but yet want to receive.
But the fact remains that it will never happen,
Its all in my head,
Its all a crystal ball dream.
Audrey said something today that shook my core,
She said opposites attract,
Like the way extroverts attract introverts,
The noisy attract the quiet,
The happy attract the sad.
My question is, after the attraction,
What if the happy becomes the sad?
So are they no longer the ideal couple?
Will they just move away and attract their own different happy?
Do I really believe that?
I realized with a sigh of resented laughter.
