5th year running although dwindling but still existent. In fact it's still a pretty substantial group of people still in touch. It's a special year because some of us are actually part of the working society. Although new but the transition is inevitable. Lifestyles changed, but luckily personalities remained. I can still identify each person with particular trait(s).
Guilty as charged, of the 5 years, I've probably attended only twice or thrice, something I don't even remember. But this year somehow I felt if I hadn't gone for it, I'll probably never again. It's the transition I'm feeling where lifestyles change and people drift away. Something I've talked about ever so often, about people coming and leaving. I can't control the people coming (which I really don't mind), but I seem to be unable to stop the leaving (which really affects me socially). My network of friends continue to dwindle as I find more people leaving than coming. Yes, the bonds between the few may be strong but paths are going to diverge someday and whether we like it or not, the bonding is going to weaken from the sheer geological difference. Sounds real heavy eh?
But nonetheless I really felt happy I went for it despite the dilemma I felt before it. Maybe we've all grown, somehow the barrier I use to feel with some have just lifted. Talking with them no long feels as superficial as I used to feel. With age, I appreciate the presence of those that ever walked with me in life. Who cares if it has to make an impact or not, as long as it's good company.
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