It hasnt been too long since I last blogged (been only about 2 weeks though it feels strangely long ago) but there seemed to be so much I want to say and yet never got down to it. A gazillion thoughts will run through my head now and then; it has been this way since my trip to Cambodia. And now it dawned upon me why I enjoyed those long random conversations with Yan so much. Because they were different. Because I could say anything, be it something completely superfluous like gossip about people (hey... who doesnt love a little gossip =P) or something more serious like family issues and maybe even issues about life. I am not sure about others out there, but I don't usually have such conversations with anyone. It's just weird to be discussing such heavy stuff with any random person you know right?
Imagine...
*meet a friend on the bus*
me: hey!
friend: hey! how is school?
me: good... do you want to live forever?
friend: eh...
Then again, maybe this does happen, but I know that if I were in such a scenario where I was the said friend a month back, I will probably find the person asking me such a question extremely bizarre or something. I used to have friends who occasionally touched on topics more serious than gossip and less weird than the question above but somehow I always find myself shunning away from an intelligent conversation by commenting "wah so cheam leh..." and then change topic. I am not sure why, but my replies in conversations were always very impromtu and rarely do I stop to ponder too much. And when conversations steer in the way of becoming more serious and where I had to stop and think, I was afraid that I would appear stupid because I wasnt one of those people who had a smart answer to everything and anything.
But I have come to realise that often things which I thought to be obvious and blatant were in fact not so to others. And vice versa. And there was no shame in stopping to think. And no shame in acknowledging that someone else brought up a good point you never thought of before. In fact, people wont find you stupid but would be glad that they brought a fresh perspective to you (at least that's what I think but you cant be too stupid at the same time LA... haha)
I am basically just ranting but kinda have to get this all down in words.
And since then, I realised life can be quite interesting if you ask the right questions and more importantly, talk to the right people. There are some people where you can never get pass the superfluous, and its probably just me and not them.
Anyway, the whole a-lot-of-things-buzzing-through-my-head thingy started one night in Cambodia where I dont know how but a few of us gathered at the dining area and people starting asking random questions.
- what would you most regret if you were to die now?
- if there was one thing you could undo, what would it be?
- would you want to live forever?
among some others which I cant remb now. It was an interesting way to know people better and even to know yourself better. (I was made to think about why I wanted to live forever when noone else does and I realised that I have a weird desire to want to live forever in this imperfect world rather than an eternity in a perfect heaven because the pain and suffering somehow draws me in. This probably doesnt make sense to anyone other than me.)
This trip to Cambodia was in every possible way very different from my other trips and not only because the group has been the most bonded and most responsible bunch of people I have ever met and probably will meet. I can even go to say that it has been transformational, in ways which maybe I dont even know now, because I cant even put it into words till now. You know how people in movies always talk about how one person would changed their lives completely by changing the way they look at the world and I think I sort of suddenly what that means now.
maybe its due to the overactive brain cells, I suddenly found life a bit pointless, kinda like I lost a focus in life (relax.. I am definitely intending to continue living). I mean, I know there's many things in life I should be grateful for (and I am at some point in time, when I remind myself, but doesnt this make it more logical rather than emotional) but I feel very insignificant in a way, like everything I do and I plan to do cannot and will never make a difference. But on the way to school the other day, I heard this song on radio (which I dont noe the title and have absolutely no way of finding out and I never heard of it again. weird) which reminded me that every action, no matter how small it seems, may affect someone in some way. And I realised I got to be the change I want to see in the world. And change things one at a time. Cliche but cliches became cliches for a good reason right? They are used so much because they are true.
I dont really know where I am going with this, but if you somehow managed to plough through everything I just typed and somehow understand what the hell I was trying to say, we should catch up sometime. (:
I dont know what happened, but my secondary school (sec3/4) clique has more or less lost touch with one another. WHY! I need to be more proactive in keeping contact and be more friendly. Seriously. ok. Random.
Taylor Swift - Love Story
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tTYqKWPXKyE