Bridge no.
There are stories one routinely shares, and there are stories that have to be earned. I have troubles talking to people who treat, or completely disregard, the stories I share from the latter flippantly.
I have troubles relating to people who exclaim their want of one's presence when they never bother initiating anything. It strikes me as fake--if you complain about someone's absence, you might as well make it known to that someone and not make empty promises like "Dinner, some time later?" without any follow up.
I think I should give myself a pat on my back for a job well done, not making random "familial relations" on Facebook because those can only serve as painful reminders of a relatively innocent past with warmer relations. And I should learn that friends I don't see are friends that ultimately, don't matter. I should stop being hung up over every damned thing.
I can also predict that I'd lose a lot of friends and make none because I'm such a stuck up. I refuse to learn how to play bridge.
Oh and this is completely off-topic but I thought it funny:
"If you want someone to buy the cow, you don't give the milk away for free."
That's the view of the narrator about pre-marital sex in one of the books I've just read.
Our second, and last, nights out will be on the 17th August 2011 I think. Anyone interested in stalking me can come Jurong Point. I'd probably be wandering around aimlessly, just glad to be alive after the 6day field camp.
I'd look forward to that.
-- 8/07/2011 10:04:00 PM
