Headbanging to : Sometimes by Pillar
3.15 a.m. After hours Malaysia has a different face. A very complexed face. I like that face. It is a better relief to the busyness the day time Malaysia is forcefully making us to follow. Yea, I am an anarchist, a man whose ill-contempt lie in his hate for organizing and mainstreaming. However here’s some thoughts for the day.
I think I learnt that friends are a gem. Like seriously. Good ones of course. I wonder what would it be to camwhore and have many surround you and go like they are my friends? After this much I think we have a filtering system. Some call it afterschool, some call it graduation, some call it worklife but I think as we transcend each step in life we somehow filter the masses to get those gems. They are definitely priceless.
My country? Now my country is in an argument over semantics. Many are observing, and being vocally online but many are lazy bums as well. I do hope the Catholics win. Sadly, all of Christianity will rejoice. How shallow could we get right? All in the name of picking the right fight or getting others to pick it for us and then we hop on the bandwagon! Just like high school. No wonder we can’t stand on our own two feet. Those opposing the Catholics are also people that deserve criticism, but it could get so long-winded you’d really wish “Everybody can fly.”
Back to my people theory. Now i realize that to appreciate these buddies of mine, what is important is that to understand how life would be like if they did not exist? like if I didn’t have them perhaps? Or understand that they have the right to choose me as a friend and that at any given time they can and will not be a friend to me? I think a lot of us are secure with the fact that the ones closest to us will support no matter what and that we can climb over their heads under all kinds of labels. Don’t! A crucial element to understanding our role among men is that fostering good relationships of all sorts must be grown and maintained. Anything less than that would be our demise.
Don’t think about gossiping if your friendship ends badly. You know why? I know that the world has ears for gossipers and much room but you are only worth for that one ounce of gossip. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Now back to Greek and sleep!
