Friday, September 09, 2005
Reminiscing...
actually it's not so much reminiscing... juz me and my galfren talking about the past and wat we used to do... hehe... all those things, dat upon hindsight, when we tink about it now... we go like "wat the hell were we tinking?"... and the movie dat triggered the rather humorous recollections was The Perfect Catch... the drew barrymore & jimmy fallon movie currently showing in cinemas... sidetrack a little... urs truly was out since morning... had a learning journey at Starbucks TTSH from 930 to 1130... went for turkish lunch at arab street wif colleagues before heading to suntec city for another wkshop from 2 to 5... Humour at Work... and dat was when me and Noni decided dat we should catch a movie...
the movie was about dis guy, Ben, who is obsessed wif the Red Sox... a baseball team dat he practically worshipped since he was a boy... and i mean really eat, sleep, breathe, bathe the Red Sox... dey are all over his hse... pillowcase, bedsheet, towel, mug, shower curtain.... u name it, he got it... to the extent dat his gf commented dat it's like he's living in a gift shop... haha...
neway, der were certain points in the movie dat me and my galfren could relate to, situations which were like sooooo familiar to us... we were somewat transported back to the time when we were... ahem... young and silly and totally devoted to our then-bfs... the things we had to encounter when it comes to them and The Game... u noe wat i mean... soccer lah, wat else... over dinner, we had fun exchanging stories... most of which were similar actually... how it was a lose-lose situation for us gerls... whenever dey had a match, we were at the side cheering them on (now i'm wondering if our presence ever made a difference)... if dey lose, dey'll be in a foul mood and we will be like... walking on thin ice throughout the journey home, afraid to say the wrong things for fear of worsening their mood... try as we might to make things better, more often than not, we'll be treated to a silent bus ride home... minimal conversations, their minds elsewer... and we'll be cracking our brains to do anything or something dat will make them happy... and if dey win... even worse!!! if we r lucky, dey'll send us home... before dey rush off to meet up wif the rest of the team to celebrate or wateva it is dat dey do after a victory... if u r not so lucky, dey'll go home wif u 'halfway' then rush off... if it happens to be ur damn unlucky day, u have to go home by urself or wif some other equally unfortunate gfs... hahaha... so sickening... bila happy, ngan members... bila susah, pandai carik kita... when in a joyous mood, dey run off to their frens... when things were not so well, we had to pacify them... and we, being the goondoos, put up wif dat kind of treatment... for years and years... sheesh...
well... dat was then... and things could not have turned out more differently... i guess dats life... u'll never noe wat is to come... u gotta take the good wif the bad and take it all in ur stride... and yes, people change... ders juz no escaping dat... sometimes it happens in a blink and u are caught unawares... other times, u see the gradual change but refuse to acknowledge it until it is thrown directly at u... most people make the right decisions, move on and lead happier more fulfilling lives... there are some who might make a miscalculated move which dey later regret... and by the time dey realise their folly, it's already too late and the situation's irreversible...
i tink my own take on relationships is... give it ur best shot & pray for the best... if it works out the way u planned, fine... if it doesnt, then take it as a lesson learnt... and probably a sign of better things to come... and an opportunity for a new beginning...