It's raining now. Not a nice thing when you're on vacation.
I'm in Kedah now, relaxing and golek-goleking in my room. Actually not so bad that it's raining. Although it spoils plans, I can rest on my king size bed! But being too relax is never good. It makes your mind wander..
After reading a friend's post about reminiscing her past, I can't help but to reminisce mine too. While trying to find the whatsapp call function, I came across the chat history with a certain someone.
I didn't go through much of the history but it was enough for me to realise how foolish I was in the past. Last year, one year after the breakup, I was still trying to keep in touch with the other party. Trying to fix dates for meet-ups to catch up. Mostly is to sustain the friendship that we had, but I suppose there was a little hope inside that we'll get back together.
I used to be a person who tries again and again when the other party says they are not free on that particular day. Now, after one or two times, that's it for me. If I am of any value to the other party, he/she should make some time for me. I shall not be a beggar to beg for anyone to meet or go out with me. If you're not interested, then well, yeah, it kills my interest too.
Going through other chats in my history also makes me realise that things will not always go as planned. We can only say, we shall do this or do that again next time, but those things may not materialise in future. Sometimes, it's due to the different circumstances that we are having. Sometimes, people just forget. About the plans. About you.
It's funny how things have changed in just a year. So much.
For people who know me well, they'll know that I rarely delete my chats in neither the SMS folder nor my whatsapp history. Every now and then, I'll look through them to remind myself the things which I should do but forgotten, as well as to remind myself not to repeat the same mistakes I've made before.
Learning is a continuous journey. Learn the lessons from the past. Avoid repeating them in the future.
On a side note, I failed my shooting. Again. Damn.