what makes u who u r now? ur folks? ur silblings? i feel it's the person that u normally hang out wif, having the greatest influence on u. the way u speak changes, the way u dress changes, and the things u never tot u would like changes as well.. i'm becoming more like jill, and she's becoming more like me, in one way or the other.. quote heard from jill, "imitation is the best form of flattery".. i find it's rather true. most of the time, when u find someone copy u, u'll think, "eeeyeeerr, u copycat one.. people like wat u also like..." would flattery even occur to u? maybe not instantly.. ivan din used to spend so much on branded goods until fabian started buying them right? yuansong din like wine and cigars until he worked wine company.. are they being themselves or they jus wan others to see them as who they wan to be seen as? then am i being myself?
was at bugis yesterday, promised jill her sliced fish bee hoon and to bring her to topshop to buy the white singlet. at topshop, i saw this salesguy whom i found quite familar, and quite sure he was from my sec sch.. he wasnt my fren or anything, never once tok before, or that i can remember... but surprisingly, he was able to say out my name! "Zeyan rite??" and in my mind was, "eh, liao la.. i dunno his name... paiseh...", so i just smiled act friendly.. i din remember being friendly in sec sch, but 1 thing i can confirm now, i did made quite an impression during my sec sch days... then later, i saw one of my army mate from quite a distance away.. when we walked past each other, i was gonna stop and say hi, but after both saying "Hey!", he continue walking and thats' it. NABEY! NO RESPECT! in my mind i wanted to run back and smash his face! but thinking he wasnt anyone important, i simply let him going being a prick..
anyway, time passes fast and soon, i'll be heading back perth for a new sememster.. i promise myself i'll TRY and do double hard the next time, constant reading and revision, so that i'll have an easier time when preparing for exams..
Friday, July 15, 2005
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