Friendster's pretty amazing. It created a sense of nostalgia, re-visiting the pages of old friends, people who've come and gone in the past 20-odd years. I had lunch with 2 friends dating back to my primary school days. Since then, we've gone into different classes, hung out with totally different groups of friends and here it was, all it took was a website like friendster to provide that link to speak, to meet, to connect.
We met for lunch in the city. The 3 of us, each with different time gaps between us, doing the usual catch up, what we do, what we know of who's doing what. There were awkward silences but nonetheless, it was really enjoyable. The fact that we are now all in a foreign country (maybe not so foreign anymore), all struggling to carve out our own future. Hopefully, we'll be able to remain in contact and not let time slip us by as it did.
However, woke up this morning to an email from someone who I got to know not so long ago. Time revealed his true character, and now I'm not too keen on 'keeping in touch'. But what do you do in situations like this? As I read the message, old memories came flooding back... *shudder* I wonder if anyone feels like that when they receive messages from me, or requests to have them added. I suppose there is always that possibility... there are always pasts in each of our lives where we want to bury and never to have it resuface.
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