Preamble

I happened to visit Nutang's homepage just now and I felt like I'd stumbled upon a (virtual) rustic village; where traffic is at a minimum and people generally recognise and know each other('s existence, at the very least!). I'd blogged here for close to 5 years now (it's long; and most of the regular bloggers are regulars) and witnessed first-hand the decline in the rate of new blogs and posts that are sadly indicative of how social media platforms have evolved over the years.

I hope that (dare I speak it out loud) this site will not close down; especially since a quarter of my life's memories are stored here

Distant memories

I clicked on '30', '31' and was instantly transported back to 2009. I relived the events as I'd described them; felt the very same emotions and thought the very same thoughts.

Time seemed to stop still across the blogosphere when we entered this decade.

I tried the links on my old blogger site. Many were dead. Others were stagnant. A few were still live - such as chai(jy)'s, waimin's and annabel's.

I guess it's time to 'fess up; it'd been long enough. There's no point trying to hide the references in my prior posts - to the point that I can't even remember what they represented in the first place. Every story needs an ending. No cliffhangers. It's been 10 (ten!!) years since I stepped foot into nh for the very first time. It was to be the start of a bittersweet journey that has both hurt and taught me much in equal measure.

A lot of posts were directed specifically at certain persons who played key roles at the various stages of my life. I could do so because this blog was created (in secret) in a bid to escape from the old one while at the same time allow me to restrict the visitors to this site.

Some in the class were on it from the start - I think it was joo, jtay and aaron? Others were friends whom I trusted and confided in - jos (who never as much as left a trace; my staunch Scramble with Friends buddy - and I hope we can meet up for a long-overdue date with moppie as well) and c, the someone to someeight who allowed me to end those days in army with a smile on my face each time. I'd never properly thanked her; I guess we suddenly drifted apart? She moved on with her life and I guess I'd to accept that things will never be the same now that circumstances had changed.

This site was (and still is) a place for me to express my inner thoughts (just like weird-ish for you). In some ways, the shift from blogs to instant social messaging platforms has allowed me to achieve my original vision for this blog: Since no one can be bothered to blog (and search for blogs) nowadays, only my closest friends (and of course the Nutang community) are privy to my rants/expositions/prose.

Everyone has a past. We are (inevitably) coloured by the sum of our experiences. Sometimes, a trip down someone else's memory lane enables you to empathise with his/her character and points-of-view.

[Confidantes] listen to each other while making the other person feel like they�re worth listening to. And not treat them like shit in return.

Yep.

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