I was scrolling through my IM list and had a random thought about all those people whom I hardly or never speak to. And I thought, what happens in between the gaps of absence of one another? How do you start something that was lost somewhere along the way?

Here's the cliche part when anyone of you start asking each other random wary questions, and getting random wary answers.

A case scenario :

Qns -

Guy : "Hey, how's life?" (Hey, I hope you're single and looking hot after all these years)

Reply-

Gal : "The same" (I'm fat, have extra cellulite under my armpits and have grown thunder thighs.)

or

Gal: "Why leh?" (I'm fat, have extra cellulite under my armpits and have grown thunder thighs but I'm trying to tell you that I'm hot.)

[It may or may not apply vice versa, but hey, how am I to know!? I'm a guy! Let me know if you gals have your own intepretations though]

*****

Aside from that, I had a sudden pang of helplessness over a certain degree of loss that...I didn't know how I can save the situation. There were some friends whom I missed, never got the courage or made the effort to catch up, maybe because of a loose sense of comfort that you've always believed some things are always there and some will need to be nurtured. All of a sudden, it hits you, and you start asking why has it come to be like this? I've always regretted for not having handled certain friendships better but at the end of the day, we are all guilty of it. The fear of loss is truly compelling.

*****

Suddenly I had a relishing thought of living out on my own, in perhaps a forelorn bid to be a better person.

*****

I need to cut my waist by 2 inches. I'm turning into a makeshift see-saw.