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Sunday, September 03, 2006


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Hello again. On the eve of the start of the term "break", I've once again decided to do something which I have recently been shying away from - posting on my blog. Instead of posting hilarious photos in this post, I'd imagine that you guys would want something else more... interesting per say. Something different. This is tentatively the beginning of a series on a specific topic which I will mention somewhere in the first part of the post, so read the coming posts (including this one) more closely or you might just happen to find yourself lost in a flurry of words which suddenly begin to not only be incoherent and illogical, but of a different meaning and put into a different context altogether.
The choice of topic of course will purely be in my hands, but I will try my best to make it as interesting as possible.

Okay. So today I will be writing (or more appropriately typing) about relationships. I don't mean THAT kind of a relationship. Not the BGR (Boy-Girl Relationship) of your imagination that's firing across your synapse at this very instant. I'm simply refering to relations between friends. Or more precisely, relations between members of the opposite sex (guys and gals if you're a doofus and still don't get me). What I'm trying to say is that guys and gals can still be friends without necessarily having to participate in a BGR. Or at least that's what's supposed to happen in theory. I believe that too often, guys and gals who are in the teenage phase of their lives fail to acknowledge this enough. You might think that this is all too obvious, but ask yourself, how many members of the opposite sex do you count as your friends and who you do not take even the slightest interest in? If you don't have this problem maybe you're just mature. Which is good. But I doubt that this occurs frequently among teens.

Even if a long standing guy-gal friendship has been established, it is either hardly ever acknowledged/mentioned, or mocked at. Rumours. That's the root of the problem. Teens having too much time on their hands, probing around for the juiciest bit of information in the market out there about friends, the who's who of schools, or even total strangers. One sighting of a guy with a girl, even if they are church friends or something, rumours will fly around. Any statement of them being friends is pushed away, swept under the carpet while everyone makes sure that the juiciest bits of the story remains intact for everyone to get a taste of. If that's the case, we should just quit school, and start our own publication the challenge The New Paper. We're definitely better at glamourizing stuff than they are.

This is not to say that any of this actually happened to me. Let me stress that this is not some angry, violent repurcussion of me being sighted with a friend who's a girl or anything along those lines. This is me relflecting upon the large volume of gossip and rumours that has been and will continue to be a large part of my student life. I feel for all those poor souls who because of all the mocking and teasing, have decided that friendship wasn't worth it. I feel aggrieved for these people. I feel that this should all be put to an end sooner or later, for the benefit of everyone who has been in the (currently unfortunate) circumstance of being close friends with a member of the opposite sex.

You know who you are. . . Go figure. Heh.



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