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Friday, August 20, 2004
making sense of society @ 1:43 AM

And so i went for lecture this morning after my night at mambo n phuture.. It was a sociology lecture about how to make sense of the society we live in.. how the way people behave is influenced by their environment...


*FLASHBACK* i was talking to this girl and she told me that she doesn't dare talk to me 'cos i seem unfriendly. Hmmmmmmm thats wrong. i'm really shy when i'm with strangers or people whom i don't really know well enuf. Yeah, especially more so when they happen to be pretty n attractive. Haha.. dun be jealous of my fren. I think u r attractive.


And so the lecturer goes on about Hunters and Gatherers..


*FLASHBACK* the girl was commenting on my fren. She couldn't understand how his gf can stay with him for 4 years. Yeah thats 'cos he's a big time player (its the same guy i mentioned in one of my blogs earlier on.. the one abt not getting caught when doing wrong things). Okay i also agree that he doesn't deserve a gf like her. But i gotta defend my fren no matter what. So here goes.. I think my fren just doesn't know the limit of close proximity with gals who are not his gf. Its like there's a line drawn when it comes to such things, but for him, the line is pushed further back. He doesn't think its wrong so probably thats what makes him feel like he hasn't done anything wrong. Besides, he claims that his daddy was quite a 'sociable' person back in his prime (sorry uncle, i hope u still buy me tow huay n you tiao when i stay over) and so its in the genes. Thats lame my dear fren. My father wasnt as goodlooking as me back in his prime.


And so i overheard the gals beside me talking about facial mask or sth....


*FLASHBACK* my dear fren is sad. I know he is sad. But i have no idea how to have a heart to heart talk with him even though i really want to. Cos it seems gay to do that. What if he cries on my shoulder? -shudder- (haha i like the way the last two words are used) He says that he has been wearing a mask and people cant seem to look beyond that mask. I feel the same too. There are times when u really get tired n all and feel like taking off that mask. But somehow that mask gives u power (i know it may sound cheesy n lame but im serious). The mask gives u an identity.. a character.. something which enables u to make frens more easily, makes u more accepted by the people around u. Its not like u're not being ur true self.. definitely not being a hypocrite.. its more like we are being shaped by the society.


I am tired too. I wanna take my mask off. Live a simple life. I'm tired.. really tired... sooo tired...
No wonder. Its 230am. =P




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