4 APRIL
Today I was going to meet an old friend for dinner. All the recollection I have of that friend was only how stingy he was and how mean and hurtful he could be with his words. These aside, we are acquaintance now, we briefly talk a bit each time we bump into each other in school. Not that bad right, not until chu reminded me what he did to me years ago. He stole a kiss from me, he got attached with another girl shortly after he previously expressed his liking for me and left me to find it out only from facebook pictures. Then, I also remembered how he made me wait for him in the mall for at least an hour because he couldn't wake up in time, etc. All these, I have forgotten And when I told my sister how amazing I can forgot everything he did and that he is probably too insignificant to me now, she told me "shows that u have forgiven him". And it suddenly dawns upon me what people say about bearing grudges -- to bear grudges is to remember, to forgive is to forget . I'm happy that I was able to look beyond that and get on with my life. How bitter I could have become if I hang onto it. anyway, WAY TO GO! :D
Dinner went fine tonight. it was more of an informative session for me. He is a very knowledgeable and smart guy. Glad we met up. He seems different--showed more respect for me, and courteous. I guess the friendship can go on then :) he mentioned he broke up with his girlfriend. I wanted to know more but I'm afraid to relive his sad memories. Yet, also on the other side of my mind I was also thinking, should I be happy about it, should I ask about it on purpose, as returning the 'favour' from back then, after all this is the girl he got attached to when he liked me back. But I figured let bygones be bygones. Why be so mean to others when I am capable of being the better man?
On another note, I got both my essays for Language and Gender back today. Got a B+ and an A-. Not that great for many people, but I am satisfied. I got C and B- for Stefanie's Intercultural Communication essays previously. I think I have learnt how to stage my arguments in an essay. In the past 1 or 2 semesters, I have gotten comments like 'good analysis', 'enjoyable read', etc., although I also have comments about my terrible sentence structures and grammar from the lecturers. I told chu about it and sighed on my stupidity that I took 3 years to learn how to write an essay. And she said 'it's better late than never'. And I think she's right. What really motivates me in this tough university education is the satisfaction of gaining knowledge and skills. I find learning and exploring myself and the world very fulfilling. My lousy grades do get to me sometimes, but well, I do appreciate university education, and I'm glad that I took a course that is interesting to me, and not because of the practicality of the degree in society.
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