I miss the good 'ol days.
I miss the days when things seem forever.
Those days when one writes long letters. I miss the feeling of expecting, of long waits for the mailman to serve his purpose, that excitement to read that much awaited letter and the "trouble" you go through as you answer that letter back.
Those days when things seem more formal, personal and appropriate. When you talk to the person in flesh and not through sms.
Those days when you arrange for a meet-up, make a conscious effort to be there on time and prioritizing this over a gazillion of things. No excuses, ifs and buts.
Those days when you do your research - you really research. Go library hopping and burn yourself with all those pile of books and that dreaded smell of photocopied materials. I just have to say this - unceasingly troubling both my parents to buy me books because I just badly need them that particular night.
Those days when you never miss that certain boost and energy you get from all those classroom interaction - of debates, panting and temporary madness.
Those days when you patiently wait for the disk jockey to play your favorite song and you go nuts when he did. Haha. I don't know to you but me and my old friends were like that back then - admit that or not.
Those days when you don't master multi-tasking and nobody cares. I can hear now my former music teacher telling us to - "Focus, girls. Focus!"
For some reason, I am beginning not to like technology. And for someone who studied technology for 4 years in college and with technology attached to my job description, I am really going nuts. I don't appreciate technology as much as I did when I wrote my first line of codes in C language.
One can absolutely argue that life is a lot easier with technology around but I ask you back, does it really?
I look at my siblings and my students, they all want things to be done easily and virtually. While its cool to "talk" online, I think its way a lot cooler if you can talk to that person face to face - no pretensions and not to mention the luxury of watching that person's body language and facial expressions.
Oh well.
It’s just me talking.
Uh-oh.
I am just getting older.
I miss the days when things seem forever.
Those days when one writes long letters. I miss the feeling of expecting, of long waits for the mailman to serve his purpose, that excitement to read that much awaited letter and the "trouble" you go through as you answer that letter back.
Those days when things seem more formal, personal and appropriate. When you talk to the person in flesh and not through sms.
Those days when you arrange for a meet-up, make a conscious effort to be there on time and prioritizing this over a gazillion of things. No excuses, ifs and buts.
Those days when you do your research - you really research. Go library hopping and burn yourself with all those pile of books and that dreaded smell of photocopied materials. I just have to say this - unceasingly troubling both my parents to buy me books because I just badly need them that particular night.
Those days when you never miss that certain boost and energy you get from all those classroom interaction - of debates, panting and temporary madness.
Those days when you patiently wait for the disk jockey to play your favorite song and you go nuts when he did. Haha. I don't know to you but me and my old friends were like that back then - admit that or not.
Those days when you don't master multi-tasking and nobody cares. I can hear now my former music teacher telling us to - "Focus, girls. Focus!"
For some reason, I am beginning not to like technology. And for someone who studied technology for 4 years in college and with technology attached to my job description, I am really going nuts. I don't appreciate technology as much as I did when I wrote my first line of codes in C language.
One can absolutely argue that life is a lot easier with technology around but I ask you back, does it really?
I look at my siblings and my students, they all want things to be done easily and virtually. While its cool to "talk" online, I think its way a lot cooler if you can talk to that person face to face - no pretensions and not to mention the luxury of watching that person's body language and facial expressions.
Oh well.
It’s just me talking.
Uh-oh.
I am just getting older.
