Question is, how badly..
In an effort to deliberately pass time at work today, I randomly surfed through my contacts in Friendster. I don't go to Friendster very often, only when some one adds me in or sends me a message. More often then not, I find the email alerts on every update by a contact extremely annoying. Except when it highlights the birth date's of close friends which i've forgotten, then its very useful.
Anyway, this is not about Friendster.
I was looking for means to waste time, being half brain dead i figured i'd click on one of those alerts. And the one i chose took me to the blog of someone i knew in high school. Honestly, we were never close in school, in fact, I forgot all about her until she added me in as a contact some time last year. It actually took me awhile to figure out who she was because she looked so different.
As I found myself being more and more intrigued by her blog entries, i gathered that her appearance wasn't the only thing that had changed. In school, I remember her as slightly on the plump side. Now she's a skinny little thing in fancy tiny clothes. In school, we hardly had much conversation because she mostly spoke malay and i mostly spoke english. I was blown away by how she had mastered the english language, judging by the use of words in the entries.
She now lives in the UK and has been for the past few years. I don't know what exactly she does, but I know she has a 9 - 5 job which she doesn't like, but which colleagues she loves. She writes how she works her tail off all day, then heads for a run at the gym, or rushes to meet her colleagues/mates at the neighbourhood pub. She writes of Christmas/birthday/surprise parties where she has way too many martinis and ends up doing typical drunken acts. And about how difficult it is for her to meet an Asian guy she can get along with, and now much to her family's dismay has found the missing piece in a handsome Brit. She writes about her passion for shoes, and cake, and the simple joy of coming home after a long activity filled weekend to sit in the bath tub in a quiet apartment.
She also bitches about her boss is a dick but she sticks with it cause the money is good, how she hates the crowds in the train, how eractic UK weather can be. About how she has to travel hours to visit fellow Malaysian friends, how Malaysian friends when she meets em says she's this and that and this and that, mostly not nice. About how it can get lonely sometimes.
I realised, as I read on, the reason that kept me so intrigued, was because all that she talked about, was all that I've always wanted to experience. Being away, doing things I want to do, managing on my own, good and bad. To learn for myself, that its not like what you see on TV.
Still want to actually.
Anyway, this is not about Friendster.
I was looking for means to waste time, being half brain dead i figured i'd click on one of those alerts. And the one i chose took me to the blog of someone i knew in high school. Honestly, we were never close in school, in fact, I forgot all about her until she added me in as a contact some time last year. It actually took me awhile to figure out who she was because she looked so different.
As I found myself being more and more intrigued by her blog entries, i gathered that her appearance wasn't the only thing that had changed. In school, I remember her as slightly on the plump side. Now she's a skinny little thing in fancy tiny clothes. In school, we hardly had much conversation because she mostly spoke malay and i mostly spoke english. I was blown away by how she had mastered the english language, judging by the use of words in the entries.
She now lives in the UK and has been for the past few years. I don't know what exactly she does, but I know she has a 9 - 5 job which she doesn't like, but which colleagues she loves. She writes how she works her tail off all day, then heads for a run at the gym, or rushes to meet her colleagues/mates at the neighbourhood pub. She writes of Christmas/birthday/surprise parties where she has way too many martinis and ends up doing typical drunken acts. And about how difficult it is for her to meet an Asian guy she can get along with, and now much to her family's dismay has found the missing piece in a handsome Brit. She writes about her passion for shoes, and cake, and the simple joy of coming home after a long activity filled weekend to sit in the bath tub in a quiet apartment.
She also bitches about her boss is a dick but she sticks with it cause the money is good, how she hates the crowds in the train, how eractic UK weather can be. About how she has to travel hours to visit fellow Malaysian friends, how Malaysian friends when she meets em says she's this and that and this and that, mostly not nice. About how it can get lonely sometimes.
I realised, as I read on, the reason that kept me so intrigued, was because all that she talked about, was all that I've always wanted to experience. Being away, doing things I want to do, managing on my own, good and bad. To learn for myself, that its not like what you see on TV.
Still want to actually.
posted by Annushia at 9:21 AM
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