sentimentality.

(IMAGINE. 2006. SOUND DESIGN class)


was just looking at some of my friends' friendster pages a while ago. they had a lot of pictures telling what they've been up to these past few years. funny how friendster works - it's able to tell you how someone is or what s/he's been up to through a few testimonials and pictures.

it also brought me back to the past years. some friends have went abroad, some are planning to, some are still studying, some are about to graduate, some still keep in touch, while others have cut the connection. it's nice to see how different we've all become - how mature we are and how different are lives are now - but sad to know that we find out these differences through electronic pages and not through live communication (phone, face-to-face) means.

passed by the page of the person i, once upon a time, considered to be my "angel in disguise." chatted with him a few days ago. but he had to prepare for a statistics exam so didn't chat that long. it was nice getting the chance to chat with him again, even if it was by means of the internet. he's changed. he's become a person who is now my own "familiar stranger." i know that he's still the guy who i knew back in elementary - some changes here and there, but i know that he's still the same. or at least i hope that he's still the same. because if he has grown up and if he has become a different person, it is then that he will be a complete stranger to me, without any sign of familiarity.

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a month or so is left before the doors of the school will be closed. but no doors will be closed upon those who have to rehearse for "the birds" who live in cloudcockooland. it is a curse that we are all happy to be in. a web i am somehow happy to be caught in. this production is a chance to prove myself that i am worthy. it is a challenge for me to accept. but it is also a curse that will not be broken until it is executed. it will follow me and haunt me until the day i welcome guests into the theater. until then, i will not rest in peace.

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i miss my high school friends. i miss having laughs with them. i miss catching up with their lives. i miss asking the question, "what do you want to be when you grow up?" because i know that we are in that stage of growing up already. i miss playing hide-and-seek and ice-water with them. jackstones, mi pao, and chinese garter are three of the things we grew up with. i miss them. i miss time. i miss time spent with them.

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college is about to end. time is so fast. i don't know if i'll be able to graduate on time or not. i really hope i do. time is such a precious thing. money is wasted because of time (or is it the other way around).

but college... is a very precious thing for me. the people i met in college. it'll be a waste if i didn't meet them in my time here on earth. i love college. i love my friends.

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sentiments are precious. emotions are precious. tears are precious. TIME is precious.

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happy birthday to rocki ng! ( ' o ' )V