Of Friends
*Updated
Inspired by a question from a friend: "isnt it hard to have good friends the older u get ?"
Well, of course it is. While we were younger, so young that we barely need to attend school, we could smile at every kid, laugh at every cartoon and chase people around the playground regardless of race, age or identity.. we didn't have a care in the world..
As we got older, we had friends in class, almost everyone in the class were friends. We could have spoken little but still, there were no distinction between classmates or friends...
Somehow along the way, we changed. Yes, we changed. We started branding a smaller group of friends as "best friend(s)", we became exclusive and didn't want others closer to us, we draw invisible circles around ourselves and prevented people who seek friendship from getting close. We set up the barriers around ourselves and stood at the narrow gate, adamant on who gets in and out.
As we got older, most of us drop this friends from the primary school, we felt silly for having "best friends" and stayed away from them as we enjoy the new company of friends in secondary school. These people had other things to talk about, they were more fun to be with. Meeting up with the primary school friends became a chore and someone has to be "arrowed" to organise a gathering. Gatherings became few and far.
By the time we left secondary school, we had a set of good friends, a set of not-so-good friends, and a bigger set of people we don't even bother about.. as we meet more people later in life who are know someone we knew.. we struggle to remember and refrained from acknowledging these "friends" that we had when we were still in uniform..
So, "isnt it hard to have good friends the older u get ?"
Or have we made it harder for good friends to find us?
Well, of course it is. While we were younger, so young that we barely need to attend school, we could smile at every kid, laugh at every cartoon and chase people around the playground regardless of race, age or identity.. we didn't have a care in the world..
As we got older, we had friends in class, almost everyone in the class were friends. We could have spoken little but still, there were no distinction between classmates or friends...
Somehow along the way, we changed. Yes, we changed. We started branding a smaller group of friends as "best friend(s)", we became exclusive and didn't want others closer to us, we draw invisible circles around ourselves and prevented people who seek friendship from getting close. We set up the barriers around ourselves and stood at the narrow gate, adamant on who gets in and out.
As we got older, most of us drop this friends from the primary school, we felt silly for having "best friends" and stayed away from them as we enjoy the new company of friends in secondary school. These people had other things to talk about, they were more fun to be with. Meeting up with the primary school friends became a chore and someone has to be "arrowed" to organise a gathering. Gatherings became few and far.
By the time we left secondary school, we had a set of good friends, a set of not-so-good friends, and a bigger set of people we don't even bother about.. as we meet more people later in life who are know someone we knew.. we struggle to remember and refrained from acknowledging these "friends" that we had when we were still in uniform..
So, "isnt it hard to have good friends the older u get ?"
Or have we made it harder for good friends to find us?
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***Hey peeps, you folks who have your own blog that reads me. Give the same topic a go and i'll link the post up here, wha'ts your take?
"isnt it hard to have good friends the older u get ?"
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As far as self introductions go which I have been doing quite alot lately trying to break out of an old mold, meeting new people is more like an opportunity
the whole class (or rather the majority) used to rush to the carpark to play improvised baseball when the "All Hell Break Loose" bell rings.
posted by klayhead at 10:12 pm
2 Comments:
this is me! i draw invisible lines around myself... and term acquaintances or not-so-close people as "people whom I know"... when actually, they should still be regarded as "friends"
Nyah, here you go: Of Friends (http://blog.mar.sg/2009/05/of-friends/)
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