Tuesday, September 15, 2009
It's been a long time, rather contradicting though since you know that months had passed and being supposedly a long time frame, it just felt like yesterday was orientation.
Blogging at 2.38am, weekday, about Lloyd's reflections.
He's been thinking a lot - extensively beyond what his mind can hold - about his life after secondary education; about his woes; about his existence; and about the people around him.
He was in Ngee Ann a while ago, before stumbling upon a treasure chest bring him to the Victorian Neverland.
It's a good thing being in an impressive school thought of by many.
But in life, equilibrium dominates every action. When you get a good, you will also lose a good, or perhaps receive a bad.
Moving on in life, he's lost some aspects of friendship that can never be recovered.
He will never get to see all his best friends every day, knowing when all can meet up for an outing, and the constant bitching and assistance amongst them.
As we travel a further distance towards the end of our life, we lose more and more.
Commitment to your National Service, career, a special someone and marriage costs you something. National Service comes in when guys start to gain their lofty muscles at the expense of time to pursue a greater degree of knowledge, or for a closer attachment to friends. Then, we start working. He becomes a musician, and she becomes a radiologist. Paths mismatch, common topics run dry rapidly. Then your true love comes into the picture and you promise to love one person and live your life with a sole individual in marriage. Then, do you have the excess capacity to love your friends? Fact is, most of our parents don't have true acquaintances already. They only have each other.
Isn't it sad? Friends you met at the age of 15, probably the most innocent and carefree bunch, starting to drift away due to the destined lives we possess.
Seeing his life evolve day by day, to one that he does not desire, yet not being able to do anything about it, induces a melancholic state of mind in him.
Lloyd watched a movie today, solo.
The Time Traveler's Wife.
Henry led a sad life. So sad. Life's a hunt.