the blink times

It’s been quite a while since I wrote something with a more personal touch, which is why I believe this entry will be a good break from all my “questionable” theories.

By the end of next week, I would have officially contributed to the economy for half a year. Dealing with corporate expectations has been tough, but the experience has been worthwhile. There is much to be thankful for, despite the fact that I had fallen in and out of many things before embarking on my career.

Contrary to popular belief, I am of the opinion that no one is in full control of his/her career in the absolute sense. We can, however, control the way we deal with the pressures that are given to us. It is indeed analogous to surfing; at times we score a hit and stand, most times we make a miss and fall. The beautiful part here, is that we not only learn to read the waves better, but also discover a bit more about ourselves at each turn.

While clearing the clutter on this blog, I realised there were still traces of “emo-rants” lying around. Yes, some of you may have enjoyed those moments, but there was no sense of nostalgia in reading them again. I don’t know about you, but it struck me that I had already grown out of those feelings, even though they meant so much in the past.

So even as I have learnt to put certain people behind me, it is equally important that I cherish the ones I already have, be it if they’re overseas or here with me at home. The older we get, the harder it is to stay in touch. And no, digital voyeurism on Facebook or a following on Twitter don’t count. It can be over a cup of kopi at a coffee shop, or a couple of beers at Wala Wala, but the very notion of “catching up” should never be taken for granted. If all else fails, a conversation on MSN that goes beyond the sharing of Youtube links might just be enough to perk another friend’s day.

The last sentence came with a great deal of conviction, because approximately 100 contacts have been blocked and deleted from my list. I performed a friend audit and the data showed that they have been missing for the past one year. Hur hur.