ugh!
Last Friday left my head spinning and thumping uncontrollably.Imagine...finding out through Friendster (of all places!) that most of your highschool batchmates are hooking up together!
Not that this is unusual and it's not as if it's the first time in history that this ever happens. It's just that one can find it amazing how a little piece of unwanted news can cause a multitude of rumbling.
Yep, unwanted. I have completey detached myself and my world with the sticky hands that was highschool. Not that I had any bad memories...well, yeah I have and everyone does but life moves on, especially beyond the confines of these walls.
The feeling is just utterly weird and so-not-needed. The most unlikely of people are getting together and pairing up, and I mean the MOST unlikely.
Imagine, a former geeky guy is now part of a coupling with this girl whom people considered as part of the so-called popular, we-create-our-noise kind of group back then. Her group consists of 3 other girls who flashes around in the classroom with their supposedly fashionable haircuts and outifts (to which they're actually not, they just think they are); comes in every morning chasing each other around by trying to take each other's carton of milk; and who standard of a boyfriend is if they own a car.
How mature. But then again, IT IS highschool.
Yep, KSP in short.
Then, they have these gazilion pictures of them as a couple (the usual hugging and holidng hands stuff) and some are with their KSP group and some batchmates whom I honestly think no longer exist (hehe).
The power of tehcnology is really different, I thought. Just when you think you're spending some down time looking around this online space, you end up getting one of the biggest (and ugliest) shock of your life that you don't really need or want.
Then of course, there's your batchmate who never fails to remind everyone that she's supposedly rich and beautiful (when again she's not, people attested) who is perpetually underdressed in all of the pictures she posted of herself on ther account. Geez woman, put a smelly sock in it! No one wants to see your body and that's a fact, so get over it.
I so not needed this added aggravation to my already stressful life.
posted by starry-eyed lean at
3:02 PM
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