It's been a long time since I wrote anything. Most of my friends in the blogging world don't even blog anymore. I guess, as time goes by, people slowly drop off the bandwagon cause it soon became uncool... it wasn't the 'in' thing to do anymore as everyone hopped onto the Facebook and Twitter bandwagon. As for some, they felt like blogging for them, has lost its true meaning. They began to feel like they were blogging for an audience, as opposed to for themselves.
As for me... I have always told myself that I am not blogging for anyone else but me. That this little space has been my little online diary. A little space that I share with myself, and my closest friends... about the ups and downs of my life.
Every now and then, I still hop on... and re-read my oldest entries... to reflect, and reminisce. It never fails to tug heartstrings for me. As every single entry holds its own meaning... even the shortest ones that nobody else would understand. Those entries are the ones that more often than not, most significant and most important to me.
So here I am once again, caught the nostalgic bug... after 'speaking' to one of my old friends. Someone who was once a very important person in my life, way before I even started this blog. And yes, those who have been following me knows why I started blogging, and whom my posts were referring to at the beginning. But this, this precedes that. This friend was from a time way before that. This was my first serious relationship.
Getting back in touch with him (over FB) was a little reminder of what my life used to be like. How high school was for me... Those were my carefree days. As I was chatting with him, and uploading photos from my recent trip to KL for one of my oldest friend's wedding....
I got to thinking...
Of how much I've grown.
Of how much my life has changed (for better or worse).
Of how much I've missed out being abroad.
On old friendships... those that were fostered decades ago.
Those people who were once so important to me.
Have some, drifted... and have merely been reduced to being platonic friends.
Facebook friends whom you don't really talk to anymore.
Strangers even...
But then,
There are also some,
That no matter how far apart you are,
Or how seldom you see each other,
Would always remain important to you,
For your lives have once crossed, entwined.
For you have made memories...
Memories that would last you a lifetime.
These memories are like your favourite old song.
You forget the word sometimes...
But the tune lingers.
And when you play it again, the words just come back.
And it fills your heart...