I've never really...

I've never really liked going for Chalets.

Since the first time my sister had brought me to a chalet (well, to one that I did not know anyone), I have never really enjoyed every bit of chalet.

This is not to say that I detest going for one. In fact I just went for one yesterday, and after so many years since the first, I have came to terms with chalets. Well, it's just the parting that irks me. Having fun, chatting, all the laughter, the bbq food, booze, sweat, smoke.. it all adds up to the highlight of the night. Yet the following morning when daylight breaks, all seemed to have faded away like the darkness giving way to the warming sun.

So, after last night's chalet at ECP with my Soci Hons classmates, I would say that times have really changed for me. I no longer come to be affected by partings. Perhaps I've grown, matured to understand that it's only natural that people part ways once their fates in life differs. Crossroads no longer intertwine...

One way I've learnt to deal with partings, a rather selfish one (but nonetheless self protective), is simply to leave before all the fun ends. To leave when 90% of the fun seems to be passé and leave the 10% to those remaining... that way, you leave with your heart and mind brimming with all the sweet memories of the night.

It's funny (ok, not in that sense) how I've come to be part of a group of people whom I've never really met in the 4years of my NUS life.. Started out with only 1 or 2 friends in the class, now most of the entertaining updates I get on facebook comes from this bunch of people. Yet of course, certainly, all good things came to an end and we see each other no more (at least till July 7th commencement)... even then, the day will be chaotic and how plausible will it for everyone to come together for one last shot? emo emo emo...

well, put on a smile and let the rest fade away. :)