What an eventful day!

From getting a new relationship status early in the morning to spending quality time with my best friends, this really kinda sums up 2013 for me.

I found out who my true friends are, who I will stay together and maintain relations with for a really long time down the road. Sadly I haven't exactly found such friends in uni due to my passiveness in joining activities (this needs to change next year). Things come and go, and I guess I really  need to confront a rather big fear of mine: change. I dislike and detest change, maybe that's why I seem to love the idea of old, nostalgia, classic as opposed to new. I believe this is an Achilles' heel for me, and it appears that it has come back to haunt me. Oh well, my friends have moved on, so I guess it's time for me to find a new chapter in my life!

I know I should really be letting this go, but I can't bear to let it go away without a decent blog post..

Sometimes it's really sucks that someone you used to be so close with drifts apart and you find that you have fewer and fewer words to say to each other. What's even more hurtful is that he decides to become a stranger in a matter of weeks. He just seemed so dreary every time he saw me these past few weeks. Maybe it's still puppy love from his perspective, something that dies down after the chase. Oh well. It's unfair to make assumptions about his perspective, so I should stop. I already miss the routines. Knowing that there won't be a morning whatsapp on my phone every morning when I wake up, that there won't be a partner who'll check out the latest movies and eat good food with me, that there won't be someone to hold my hands when they turn icy cold like they always do, that I won't ever be shopping for clothes so that I can wear them out brand new on saturdays with you. It's time to move on and find new routines. Time to get stop living in the past.

What I'm really afraid of is when people ask about it. Maybe I was dumb to be so hopeful and announce it to the whole world - my og, my close friends, my not so close friends. After my past experiences I thought that keeping a relationship in the dark from the whole world would definitely not work for me. I was always envious of couples that could click so well in other people's presence, and you could just see them glow together. But maybe this overly hopeful me was what killed it. I should have known this was coming. It already sucked during the past few weeks when people mentioned him and asked what he was doing, and whether I was spending time or celebrating my birthday with him. More of it to come, I believe.

Ah well. See how it goes.

Nonetheless, I must say it feels strange as well because I ended up finding myself very very happy to be in the presence of my two dearest friends. It's almost as though nothing happened this morning. They're always there to comfort me, to listen to me rant, and we never have a dull moment together. Really thankful for what I have.

What an eventful day!

From getting a new relationship status early in the morning to spending quality time with my best friends, this really kinda sums up 2013 for me.

I found out who my true friends are, who I will stay together and maintain relations with for a really long time down the road. Sadly I haven't exactly found such friends in uni due to my passiveness in joining activities (this needs to change next year). Things come and go, and I guess I really  need to confront a rather big fear of mine: change. I dislike and detest change, maybe that's why I seem to love the idea of old, nostalgia, classic as opposed to new. I believe this is an Achilles' heel for me, and it appears that it has come back to haunt me. Oh well, my friends have moved on, so I guess it's time for me to find a new chapter in my life!

I know I should really be letting this go, but I can't bear to let it go away without a decent blog post..

Sometimes it's really sucks that someone you used to be so close with drifts apart and you find that you have fewer and fewer words to say to each other. What's even more hurtful is that he decides to become a stranger in a matter of weeks. He just seemed so dreary every time he saw me these past few weeks. Maybe it's still puppy love from his perspective, something that dies down after the chase. Oh well. It's unfair to make assumptions about his perspective, so I should stop. I already miss the routines. Knowing that there won't be a morning whatsapp on my phone every morning when I wake up, that there won't be a partner who'll check out the latest movies and eat good food with me, that there won't be someone to hold my hands when they turn icy cold like they always do, that I won't ever be shopping for clothes so that I can wear them out brand new on saturdays with you. It's time to move on and find new routines. Time to get stop living in the past.

What I'm really afraid of is when people ask about it. Maybe I was dumb to be so hopeful and announce it to the whole world - my og, my close friends, my not so close friends. After my past experiences I thought that keeping a relationship in the dark from the whole world would definitely not work for me. I was always envious of couples that could click so well in other people's presence, and you could just see them glow together. But maybe this overly hopeful me was what killed it. I should have known this was coming. It already sucked during the past few weeks when people mentioned him and asked what he was doing, and whether I was spending time or celebrating my birthday with him. More of it to come, I believe.

Ah well. See how it goes.

Nonetheless, I must say it feels strange as well because I ended up finding myself very very happy to be in the presence of my two dearest friends. It's almost as though nothing happened this morning. They're always there to comfort me, to listen to me rant, and we never have a dull moment together. Really thankful for what I have.