Its always good fun to meet up with old friends, see how all of the gang have been doing, see who's getting married soon, who's working in which line, who's deciding to start learning how to pimp themselves... oh yes...
Today was the day, don't really know how it transpired but SL smsed me the other day about it and I just cleared my schedule to accomodate. As usual, the Ang Moh Gang didn't turn up (no offense peeps, its just a term of categorisation). So it was left with the Teng Lang Gang (Chinese).
Most of them turned out to be students, as in the typical trying to get pass with a degree sort. Some have started part-timing here and there, the girls have graduated...
The frequency gap between me and my peers have often been a bothersome issue, some little voice in my head telling me its really a waste of time to hang out with them, either because nothign constructive will turn out or that its simply an intellectual torture. I think I have come to change that perspective a little today.
Admittedly we were talking cock, paying reminiscence to the good old days and cracking corny jokes at each other. But it just seemed so right! It didn't feel frivolous, instead it was both refreshing and slightly rejuvenating, truly close to living the past.
So maybe love is not so uncontrolled and entity at the end of the day (I have always thought it to be the greatest force, or rather we have been educated to believe it is, but really it is not so unpredictable). The essence, if I can aptly summarise, is as thus:
Peace and Chaos shall be ruled by Perspective Within,
Love and Hate shall be ruled by Perspective Without,
And in the temple of spiritual solace,
We shall find Hope.
