Bacon and eggs.
I have always known that there will come a day when someone will pop me that question.
If someone asked me that question, what will I say then? I would ponder over it agonizingly for a while, trying to come up with a perfectly acceptable answer to be regurgitated when the time comes – but as always, my wandering mind will then settle on other matters of concern (or not).
No: I have not been able to come up with a strong reply to tackle that subject.
So, when the question was raised to me yesterday, I was armed with no good answer and thus found myself blabbering incoherently in return. To my surprise, however, I managed to somehow snake my way out of it. Or maybe the other party was just being polite.
But I can understand why the need for the query – and specifically so, when it comes to having to deal with people like me.
Actually, I think it can be quite effective in shedding light on a person’s personality and interests – of their hobbies and favourites, read the heaps of praises bestowed upon him or her, and whether they – horrors of horrors – moonlight in cyberspace wRiTiNg LiKe ThIs. You can dig up their past, see if it holds true to what you see in them in the present, and wonder about their future.
Besides, it is also a good way to play catch-up with friends from behind the curtain. You steal peeks and sigh at their beautiful wedding photos; point and giggle at the vainpots all grown up now, posing like models in their pictures; reminisce the good old times when you eat those coloured ice sticks sold for 10 cents each back then.
We are, in so many ways, connected to each other. Like it or not, it is a small world after all.
Then again, I do not know why I feel like I have got secrets to hide – I do not really, no. Okay, maybe I do. Still, the creation of multiple identities/accounts, each catering to different purposes, has crossed my mind quite a few times.
Oh. The question?
“Eh, what’s the email address that you use for your Friendster ah?”
Whoa. Who would have thought that watching the latest episode of the race around the world could turn out to be such a nail-biting experience? Bill and Ted are once again saved, but will their luck hold for long?