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Time, I've been patient for so long
how can i pretend to be so strong?
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OSN, 14061991Chinese/Malay, Muslim, RMIT (Bbus Mgt Finance Major) Year 2, TP Business - Banking & Finance (Graduate), B.I.G, TPVC. Loves God, family, friends, photography, videography, sports, music, movies - LOTR, Transformers, European history, Japanese & Korean culture, Julia Roberts, Whoopi Goldberg, huge KPop fan, books by Jodi Picoult, Stephenie Meyer & Khaled Hossen Tagboard
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24 December 2006, 10:04 pm
Making Friends I've been pondering over a matter for quite a while already, and i finally decided to post something on it. Someone close to me, once saw her friend at LJS that night when my mum brought us for dinner. But she refused to call her or even smile at her. She told me something that i couldn't understand. Especially something as important as making friends. She told me that she refuse to talk to her, or even be her friend because she was extremely playful and didn't score commendable grades. My first reaction was,"Oh.. okay.." I would definitely want her to change her mindset cos' one's status does not isolate you from making friends who are different from you. And through experience, most people who are different from you, might actually turn out to be even friendlier than those of your kind. A real-life experience. When i was in secondary one, we had swimming classes and i was grouped among around 5 normal academic girls and a few from the express lot such as myself. I didn't really have any friends then.. Just one or two from the same group. Suprisingly, the NA girls actually made friends with me. And i mean, really easily. They seem so easy to talk to, humble, and just.. so friendly. Whereas, some express students i tried to approach were either unfriendly, or too proud. I absolutely detest these people. I'm not saying anyone of my friends. But i've attended different lessons out of school, and trust me. I've experienced. But you see, this someone-close-to-me fail to approach people like those NA girls i made friends with. And i hate hate hate hate the reason. Just cos' someone is different from you, doesn't mean you can't hang out with them. I have friends from probably all the streams (camp made me make more friends, which is cool). I can understand if she's afraid that they would influence her or something like that. But that's all up to you. I guess you control yourself. You decide what you want for yourself. When i entered secondary school, i told my mum that i will try my best not to get distracted and be influenced by those whom might try to pull me in. So i kept a low key for the first year. I saw people change drasticly for the first time. Really, many of my friends (no offence) changed over time. Me? Haha, i'm not blowing my own trumpet, but i think i didn't really change. Other than my temper :D , i went back to my Primary school and i still look the same. Like many people used to call me, or maybe, still do.. A dork/geek, whatever. I managed to keep my promise to my mum. I didn't become like the rest at least.. Then i thought again. Could it be her parents? I think i shouldn't say anything yet since she's still young and it's probably none of my business. But if i were a mother, i wouldn't isolate my child away from those who are different from him. From those who seem to be more playful and such. It's not like they would hurt you or anything. Maybe they could influence you a bit. But still, it's up to you whether you want to follow in their steps or not.. It's still your choice of whether you want to be one of them. But still, it's not any harm making friends like them right? I thought the part of having fun in school is having friends. At least, to me it is. Any-oh-how, i hope her mindset would change in years to come. And me, i hope to make as many friends as i can in my life. And i never live regrets meeting my dimwits. THEY'RE MY LOOOOVEE! Oh yes, went for Kak Ida's kenduri (like.. open house?) today. Took a picture with IFFAH! <3 PS: Decided to post it in the next entry. Photobucket is super lagggyyyyy... |
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