<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener("load", function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=34799576&amp;blogName=unsophisticated-life&amp;publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&amp;navbarType=SILVER&amp;layoutType=CLASSIC&amp;searchRoot=http://unsophisticatedlife.blogspot.com/search&amp;blogLocale=en_SG&amp;homepageUrl=http://unsophisticatedlife.blogspot.com/&amp;vt=8907588182657484389" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="30px" width="100%" id="navbar-iframe" allowtransparency="true" title="Blogger Navigation and Search"></iframe> <div></div>




Saturday, December 04, 2010 _ 8:55 PM

We are more different now than when we were kids, but that’s the way old friends work, I think. With new friends, what you have in common is more circumstantial: colleges, jobs, hobbies, acquaintances-of-the-hour. What old friends share goes deeper than that, Your lives can branch off in completely different directions, but always you share that knot of a past — heartbreaks and sleep overs and screened-in porches — and the raw, peculiar memory of yourself which, in part, belongs to them.



- Elise Juska (via skyisland@tumblr) (via floatingclouds@tumblr)


profile
peixin.
/amber
19oct91
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
International Supply Chain Mgt


nuffnang



twitter



tagboard



blogroll
Ansar

Cassandra Catherine Chermaine C. Chermaine Y. Cheryl Y. Clarissa

Eileen Esther

Fasihah Fusen

Howleong Huimiang

Jamie Jason Jazzrel Jingyee

Kelita Kokhui

Melissa Michelle

Peiwen Peiyi

Sandy Shilin Suriani

Vernicia

Wanjun Winnie

Yeetat 010 Yueru Yurong

Zhuangyi

SHE&SHE DansonTang&DansonTang Weiyu Aoquan Wangzi Xiaoyu Elmo BIH Yanyalun Wangdongcheng


k-word of the day



music




credits
Joyce.
dolliecrave.
color codes