September 19, 2008

Fighterzs clique-ing

Here’s an observation: I always belong to a batch or a group which is not so united. (Smarties tak termasuk, you guys are practically sisters already).

This month alone, I observed 3 different outings, where 3 different sets of people joined. I know we might have all found our comfort groups and maybe there’s not much to talk about if all 3 groups were to be combined. But wouldn’t it be nice for a change if there were no cliques?

Ever noticed that when someone organises an event, the first thing that crosses your mind (most of us anyways) is, “mesti clique outing”. And this results in people from the organiser’s “clique” alone to participate, which somehow strengthens the belief that it was a clique outing from the very beginning.

It’s a bit of a chicken and egg situation. You think it’s a clique outing, but it’s not really. And the only people who turn up are those belongingto that "clique", and then, when that happens, you think that you were right to think that it really was a plan for that “clique”. Doesn’t it not make any sense? Because it doesn’t, you’re not weird to think that it doesn’t.

Sick kan? To think that we all spent like 5 years together building bridges as long as the Great Wall of China.

It’s also sickening sometimes when some people think and feel like they’ve gone much farther in life just because they seem cooler or richer or more happening. Or that maybe there’s some kind of secret code; a language exclusively understood by those who “belong”. I guess sometimes, high school doesn’t end for some people.

No, honestly, I don’t really mind. I’ve been a loner all my life, so I don’t care much about fitting in... or not.

It’s just that it’s sickening to know sometimes, that people don’t pick up your calls when you just need to talk... disappear and refuse to meet up with you for reasons unknown... and when all the cool and happening people around you aren’t there anymore, you suddenly seem to know my number?

Glad you managed to save it on piece of tissue paper somewhere.

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