Day 1

(This post is a part of the 30 Day Letter Challenge that I've decided to take up, and the following letters are dedicated to the respective individuals)

Day 1: Best Friend

Dear best friend(s),

Let's get this straight, I refuse to reduce my inner social circle to just one person, so this letter will address three groups of my most cherished friends:

First off, to my university medical brotherhood (+ 1 girl),

Wow, we are a strange bunch aren't we? I never thought I'd click so well with a group with such distinct members. Public Health, tutorial, tennis, Deal evenings, movie Mondays, road trips, drinking nights; you guys are complete whacks and there's nothing in the world that would make me want to change any of that. Thank you for everything that you guys have done, from supporting each other through nightmare-ish exams to pulling each other out of our love-life shitholes. Thank you.

Next, to my college buddies J and S,

Thank you J, for being the only person in college who could match my kiasuness LOL. I cherish how you took our academic rivalry so seriously yet at the same time, possess all the qualities a great friend (and person) should have. It's rather unfortunate that distance and personal commitments have pushed us apart; I'm hoping that future circumstances will be more favourable for our friendship. Either way, I have no doubt that you'll make a fine, fine doctor, whatever path you choose to go.

Thank you S, for being the crazy friend that you are. :) It's incredibly difficult to find someone like you, someone I can talk to about whacked-out stuff and serious commentary in one seating. Your energy is admirable and your commitment to friendship is even more so. Thank you for the numerous late-night call/chat sessions and for your warm hospitality. You are one of a kind. :D

And finally to my high school mates, B and B.

Same initials, very different people. First off, I must apologise for not taking the initiative to organise more meet-ups this round of holidays. =/ I cherish the times in high school, with our simple life and small dreams. Now that we're off chasing the world, I have come to appreciate the value of our friendships because it must've been impossibly difficult for you two to bear with my rebellious and egoistical high school self. Friction may have existed in the early days of our friendship (especially with the taller B), but I'm glad we pulled through the tough times intact. Here's to more teacher-cussing and school condemning in the future.

Yours truly.

The 30 Day Letter Challenge

Let's face it, letters are highly romanticized. We simply cannot resist the captivating charm of a well-worded letter, and this is even more so when said letter is unsent. How can something be so mysterious yet so personable at the same time? When I first saw this challenge/meme on Adelyn's blog, I felt immediately compelled to do it and after a day (or two, maybe three) of procrastination, here be the letters!

If you think you might be one of the following people in my life, watch out for your letter. :)


The 30 Day Letter Challenge

Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Day 2 — Your Crush

Day 3 — Your parents

Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)

Day 5 — Your dreams

Day 6 — A stranger

Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to

Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain

Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you

Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from

Day 15 — The person you miss the most

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country

Day 17 — Someone from your childhood

Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be

Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad

Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest

Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression

Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to

Day 23 — The last person you kissed

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory

Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day

Day 28 — Someone that changed your life

Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to

Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

Paper Mâché

I wonder how people look like through her eyes.Are they just amalgamations of titles, numbers, qualifications and certificates? Sometimes, I really wonder if she sees the compassion in him, or his maturity beyond his years, or his enthusiasm for life, or his righteousness and integrity, or his dedication to a cause, or his intelligence, or his unwaivering perseverance and dilligence. I wonder if she can see the outstanding human being that he is, that the world needs more people like him. I wonder if she values prestige and recognition over his humanity. Sometimes, I wonder if she can see him for all that he's worth.

Sometimes I wonder if she would be happier if he was replaced with a paper mâché instead.

Flip Flop Man.

I posted something angry and vicious a few moments ago, and decided to duly remove it. Now I have half a mind to put it back up. And it's not the first time this has happened. Sometimes I wonder if I should just make my blog anonymous.

Wtf.

Redacting

I have once again fallen into this cesspit, this endless loop of seeking and yearning. I feel like I'm stuck in a state of perpetual discovery; every particle of sand that has been painstakingly removed is being reintroduced with the turn of the hourglass.

As paradoxical as this sounds, I think knowledge is clouding the truth.

Bookshop

Today I saw:

-Twilight in the classics section.

-Volumes on psychology, depression and how-to-make-the-person-you-like-fall-for-you in the philosophy section.

-An entire section dedicated to vampires.

-That the most popular section of a BOOKshop is the stationery/games/et cetera department.

-A book on Steve Jobs amongst a shelf of books labelled 'religion'.

-A Malay book in the 'Learning English' corner.

I also discovered that (based on a survey I conducted involving 4 respondents) ebooks have to cost half as much as their paper counterparts to be feasible, and that a coupon redeemable for 2 ebooks is valued less than 1 paper book as a gift.

And I shall end by saying that 1984 was a complete and utter mindfuck. In a peculiarly sadistic but satisfying way. I'm weird.

Placidity

‘Let me out...’

But I don’t want to be let out, because there is something peculiarly calming about the view from a window while the world around you speeds past. As the trees and tracks hurry by in a blur of green and brown, as buildings zip away and the horizon comes into view, you feel as if the world revolves around your little seat. Never mind that it is only one of 40 seats in a coach, or a coach amongst 6 others, or a train in a system of hundreds; that is irrelevant. It is easy to fall into a pensive state when your perspective merges with that of a reflective movie, in the archetypal scene where the protagonist contemplates life amidst the backdrop of the world zooming past, complete with serene musical accompaniment (thank you, iTouch).

I feel placid and content (more so than usual anyway). Ahh, the little things in life.