Sometimes, we gotta remind ourselves of those things we have forgotten which had happened in the past that had made so much impact but somehow got lost somewhere between now and then.
I haven’t been talking much to my grandmother for so long since I’ve been pretty depressed at home and kinda sick about how everything we talked about as a family was of my career. Talking about my album as soon as I come back from work or before I go to work is just intolerable at times. However, it was her birthday today and this was the first ever time I treated my grandparents and my uncle to a dinner. It felt good to see my grandma so happy as she finished three glasses of wine with a ciggie halfway, which I’ve never seen happened before. She was having fun.
It’s weird how LKing from Sydney was in Yangon with his girlfriend, MissL. It’s just even weirder that LKing and I have never ever been so closed when we were in uni but somehow after talking to his girlfriend, MissL, I found out how he likes me and it was sweet that he chose to contact me while he was on a holiday trip to Myanmar. I hung out with him and his other friend he came to Myanmar with and discovered how I’ve been totally not comfortable with hanging out with those who are actually nice to me. I don’t really know why I have never talked more to LKing. Despite the fact that we both are from the nerdy IT department, which means 60% of the students don’t click with me, LKing was nowhere near any nerds I know. Honest and cynically funny and really kind, I couldn’t think why I’ve never made more than a ‘hello’ and ‘bye’ talks with him. It was nice to have drinks with him as I was reminded of how I nearly lost good friends if it wasn’t for this catch up.
While drinking at 50th street with LKing, I managed to make new friends and whenever those girls gave me true compliments like ‘you’re cute’, I get reminded of how I’ve never accepted that. It’s true anyone can just chuck a ‘you’re cute’ and it can be phoney as well but these girls were really indulged in their own conversation at first. Given I was nasty and dirty minded, some even gave me weird looks. Somehow along the end of the night, they have accepted me and came to agreement that I’m cute and that they wanted to hang out more with me.
It’s amazing how one’s memory works. All these things I was reminded of today have always been in my head but somehow I have chosen to forget it or never thought about it. Having a good family, good friends and a good person as myself, these three are the things I’ve managed to ignore most of the time I’ve been dramatizing and feeling sorry about myself.
I haven’t been talking much to my grandmother for so long since I’ve been pretty depressed at home and kinda sick about how everything we talked about as a family was of my career. Talking about my album as soon as I come back from work or before I go to work is just intolerable at times. However, it was her birthday today and this was the first ever time I treated my grandparents and my uncle to a dinner. It felt good to see my grandma so happy as she finished three glasses of wine with a ciggie halfway, which I’ve never seen happened before. She was having fun.
It’s weird how LKing from Sydney was in Yangon with his girlfriend, MissL. It’s just even weirder that LKing and I have never ever been so closed when we were in uni but somehow after talking to his girlfriend, MissL, I found out how he likes me and it was sweet that he chose to contact me while he was on a holiday trip to Myanmar. I hung out with him and his other friend he came to Myanmar with and discovered how I’ve been totally not comfortable with hanging out with those who are actually nice to me. I don’t really know why I have never talked more to LKing. Despite the fact that we both are from the nerdy IT department, which means 60% of the students don’t click with me, LKing was nowhere near any nerds I know. Honest and cynically funny and really kind, I couldn’t think why I’ve never made more than a ‘hello’ and ‘bye’ talks with him. It was nice to have drinks with him as I was reminded of how I nearly lost good friends if it wasn’t for this catch up.
While drinking at 50th street with LKing, I managed to make new friends and whenever those girls gave me true compliments like ‘you’re cute’, I get reminded of how I’ve never accepted that. It’s true anyone can just chuck a ‘you’re cute’ and it can be phoney as well but these girls were really indulged in their own conversation at first. Given I was nasty and dirty minded, some even gave me weird looks. Somehow along the end of the night, they have accepted me and came to agreement that I’m cute and that they wanted to hang out more with me.
It’s amazing how one’s memory works. All these things I was reminded of today have always been in my head but somehow I have chosen to forget it or never thought about it. Having a good family, good friends and a good person as myself, these three are the things I’ve managed to ignore most of the time I’ve been dramatizing and feeling sorry about myself.
Listening to: John Mayer – Stop this train
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