A broken vase can never be fixed. Even if you try to fix it back with glues and stuffs, it won't be as perfect as before.
I have not been blogging for ages. So it's kind of hard for me to start the ball rolling again. I am thinking of how I should begin my entry. So in the end, something my friend, Shermaine, said to me this evening, well, I guess that would be great to begin this entry with. She was using it to describe why she wouldn't want to patch with her ex-boyfriend, because she don't believe that the relationship will ever be the same as again.
Anyway, I changed my duty with Sergeant Xin Yi just to meet up with her today, to go cheer for her lion dance team at Cheng San Community Centre at Ang Mo Kio. She asked me along because her ex-boyfriend is in the team, and I'm there more for deterence I guess. It's good to see her anyway. I think she slimmed down a bit, probably from the stress of the near coming examinations. She was wearing a hot pink shirt today which I think was very cool, and her enthusiasm and cheerful feel sort of like lightened me a little. So, yeah, we went for dinner at MacDonalds, because I don't want to eat Pepper Lunch, which she claimed was very nice, but I insisted that I don't want to. A little bit un-gentlemen on my side. Just a little I guess. So, yeah, we went back to our "lao di fang" i.e. MacDonalds. I always liked the seaweed shaker fries, and my all time favourite, McSpicy with cheese! Shermaine can't make up her mind on whether to have beef or chicken. In the end she chose McChicken. And also found out today that she doesn't like garlic and vinegar when I asked her why she didnt take the garlic chilli from the self-service counter (is that what you call it? the booth with the straws and pepper thingy at MacDonalds?)
I asked her about her school work and her preparation for her big examination this year. She's nervous about it she told me. She said she doesn't want to end up like her cousin, who didn't do so well. And she just rejected a scholarship to study music, saying that she doesn't want to do music for the rest of her life. Her eating speed was quite slow, but it's good just sitting down and chatting with an old friend. But not that old, as in I know her since May 2007, and we kind of have a bad start actually.
Anyway, after dinner, we went to Cheng San Communtiy Centre for the competition. We climbed the super long stairs and only when we were on top did we see another path that don't need to climb. Then Shermaine was like complaining, "Why you bring me walk this kinda path?!" We arrived just on time, so we have to stand because all the seats were taken. She kept hesitating to go over to greet the team because the-one-that-she-doesn't-want-to-see is there also.
"Why don't you want to go over? Just say hi and come back? It won't hurt." I said.
"Na," she replied, "I don't believe in patching up this kinda things. A broken vase can never be fixed. Even if you try to fix it back, it won't be as perfect as before."
"And I don't believe in friends after breaking either."
And so that's that. Thoughtout the competition I was just talking to her, asking her how the scores are counted and stuffs along that line. We left after the second last team was done, and before that, she was tricked into going to the-one-that-she-doesn't-want-to-see to take a picture with him, which she rejected. She was expecting Calvin to save her, but he just stood there and smile. She told me Calvin liked her, but I didn't ask her why aren't they together. They looked happy when they with each other. I hoped my presence there today hasn't spoil anything.
We were walking to the bus stop when she saw her bus, 25, coming. "Okay. That's my bus. Thanks. Bye." she said to me, and then off she went. I hastened my steps and managed to wave her goodbye from outside the bus. I sent her a sheepish message after her bus sped off the bus stop, thanking her for bringing me out today, otherwise I would be rotting at home until it is time to book in. I wanted to help her in maths, like before in college, but I've lost my god-like ability to do maths. Last time I tired to help her but in the end I was staring blankly at a one mark question. I think if Mrs Kwang learn about this, she will definitely scold the hell out of me and say, "Where are your concepts?! No concepts!"
During the bus ride back to camp, I can't help but kept thinking of the broken vase that Shermaine mentioned earlier. Does every girl thinks this way? That a broken relationship is like a broken vase? But the guy won't try to fix the vase back if he doesn't like the vase at all. If the guy trys to fix the vase back, this mays that he still likes the vase and want it back, and so should be given another chance to prove himself. Yeah. But the vase will never be the same. Think the guy should go and buy anther vase and make sure he doesn't break it. And the No-Friend-After-Break concept. I hope other girls won't think this way, especially her. Now, I don't dare to tell her even more. What if she thinks like what Shermaine does? Then I would loss another friend. I have lost enough people in my life already! I don't want to loss another just because of what I have said. A tear escaped my eye on the bus. I hoped no one saw that.
[simply loser zishen]
I have not been blogging for ages. So it's kind of hard for me to start the ball rolling again. I am thinking of how I should begin my entry. So in the end, something my friend, Shermaine, said to me this evening, well, I guess that would be great to begin this entry with. She was using it to describe why she wouldn't want to patch with her ex-boyfriend, because she don't believe that the relationship will ever be the same as again.
Anyway, I changed my duty with Sergeant Xin Yi just to meet up with her today, to go cheer for her lion dance team at Cheng San Community Centre at Ang Mo Kio. She asked me along because her ex-boyfriend is in the team, and I'm there more for deterence I guess. It's good to see her anyway. I think she slimmed down a bit, probably from the stress of the near coming examinations. She was wearing a hot pink shirt today which I think was very cool, and her enthusiasm and cheerful feel sort of like lightened me a little. So, yeah, we went for dinner at MacDonalds, because I don't want to eat Pepper Lunch, which she claimed was very nice, but I insisted that I don't want to. A little bit un-gentlemen on my side. Just a little I guess. So, yeah, we went back to our "lao di fang" i.e. MacDonalds. I always liked the seaweed shaker fries, and my all time favourite, McSpicy with cheese! Shermaine can't make up her mind on whether to have beef or chicken. In the end she chose McChicken. And also found out today that she doesn't like garlic and vinegar when I asked her why she didnt take the garlic chilli from the self-service counter (is that what you call it? the booth with the straws and pepper thingy at MacDonalds?)
I asked her about her school work and her preparation for her big examination this year. She's nervous about it she told me. She said she doesn't want to end up like her cousin, who didn't do so well. And she just rejected a scholarship to study music, saying that she doesn't want to do music for the rest of her life. Her eating speed was quite slow, but it's good just sitting down and chatting with an old friend. But not that old, as in I know her since May 2007, and we kind of have a bad start actually.
Anyway, after dinner, we went to Cheng San Communtiy Centre for the competition. We climbed the super long stairs and only when we were on top did we see another path that don't need to climb. Then Shermaine was like complaining, "Why you bring me walk this kinda path?!" We arrived just on time, so we have to stand because all the seats were taken. She kept hesitating to go over to greet the team because the-one-that-she-doesn't-want-to-see is there also.
"Why don't you want to go over? Just say hi and come back? It won't hurt." I said.
"Na," she replied, "I don't believe in patching up this kinda things. A broken vase can never be fixed. Even if you try to fix it back, it won't be as perfect as before."
"And I don't believe in friends after breaking either."
And so that's that. Thoughtout the competition I was just talking to her, asking her how the scores are counted and stuffs along that line. We left after the second last team was done, and before that, she was tricked into going to the-one-that-she-doesn't-want-to-see to take a picture with him, which she rejected. She was expecting Calvin to save her, but he just stood there and smile. She told me Calvin liked her, but I didn't ask her why aren't they together. They looked happy when they with each other. I hoped my presence there today hasn't spoil anything.
We were walking to the bus stop when she saw her bus, 25, coming. "Okay. That's my bus. Thanks. Bye." she said to me, and then off she went. I hastened my steps and managed to wave her goodbye from outside the bus. I sent her a sheepish message after her bus sped off the bus stop, thanking her for bringing me out today, otherwise I would be rotting at home until it is time to book in. I wanted to help her in maths, like before in college, but I've lost my god-like ability to do maths. Last time I tired to help her but in the end I was staring blankly at a one mark question. I think if Mrs Kwang learn about this, she will definitely scold the hell out of me and say, "Where are your concepts?! No concepts!"
During the bus ride back to camp, I can't help but kept thinking of the broken vase that Shermaine mentioned earlier. Does every girl thinks this way? That a broken relationship is like a broken vase? But the guy won't try to fix the vase back if he doesn't like the vase at all. If the guy trys to fix the vase back, this mays that he still likes the vase and want it back, and so should be given another chance to prove himself. Yeah. But the vase will never be the same. Think the guy should go and buy anther vase and make sure he doesn't break it. And the No-Friend-After-Break concept. I hope other girls won't think this way, especially her. Now, I don't dare to tell her even more. What if she thinks like what Shermaine does? Then I would loss another friend. I have lost enough people in my life already! I don't want to loss another just because of what I have said. A tear escaped my eye on the bus. I hoped no one saw that.
[simply loser zishen]
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