- Start Rant -

Perhaps I've been reading too much of the ST until I got all bored with the AWARE saga that has been bombarding the newspapers. Seriously just to sum it up in one sentence or so: a major NGO in Singapore has its reigns now held by new people. Like any other greenhorns taking over, they're new. They have experiences in other areas that have proven them pretty successful, but being completely unexperienced in the new field of advocacy doesn't equate to being a bad leader, so just leave the organization alone and let them handle their own internal strife (which probably didn't even exist before it got blown so out of proportion)? Seriously, the fact that the 2-page report on aware (even after nearly a week long debacle with even more coverage) triumphs even main page content of the flu outbreak is slightly alarming. As of now, I have 2 main theories on today's reported statistics that a large percentage of Singaporeans don't know about the "AWARE controversy". (A) they've not been reading the news (B) they couldn't care less. I'm not saying its not good to be keeping everyone in the know about what's going on with one of the more established advocacy groups in Singapore, but the reporting done is exceedingly extensive to the point of excess. There are many other more significant things going on in the world that deserve a spot on our daily news, so move on.

- End Rant -

That said, another article on how having a close circle of friends benefits one in the long term. It kindof just hit me on my lack of a social circle. Somehow the idea of a social circle brings in the ideas of commonality, similar interests, the able to bond through a special allegiance of the sorts. I guess that's partly the reason why good friends don't happen everyday, but nonetheless the question - if one is different, does that hinder one's ability to make (good) friends? As I spend my Saturdays and Sundays either alone or with my family, the observation grew on me as I reasoned it out in my head, being a, that I'm either missing that friendship gene or, b, that I am simply expecting too much and in fact have alot of good friends that just don't go out together.

With the advent of technology, attempts to live vicariously through social lives of another seems all too easy with a simple click on one's facebook updates page. But then again, to each its own. In a place where the excesses of life is a common addiction, I leave RJ either (good) friendless and mildly depressed or a better case in which I find out that the possibilities for such friendships do exist, in which I'm missing in my current state of inertia.

Either way, I think I'll be fine.

Labels: Ramblings, Thoughts