Relationships
The older I get, the more I realise that relationships play a huge huge role in our lives.
Romantically wise, platonic or family wise, we all need a fair share of all three I suppose.
Suddenly people left right center behind and sideways break up, patch up, found someone to attach themselves to. Some friendship sours, some drifts, new ones forged and others strengthen. Many others remained in an awkward limbo.
Priorities (I seriously can never learn how to spell this word) seems to change with age.
At teenage years, the thing you probably cared most in the world was probably whether you had friends that you could relate closely to.
A little further down the road, you probably have a group of people who you know will definitely be there for you no matter what happens. Then you probably might be on the look out for potential mates. And so on and so forth.
Been hearing some stuffs in the recent weeks.
Have to say I was pretty disappointed. But yet at the same time, it was the kind of ending I was expecting to happen? Just that I didnt voice it out, because that wouldnt be very nice of me, would it?
And so, this has certainly changed my outlook on some stuffs around, and I find myself bordering on the line once again.
Something that I thought was over already.
To cross it or not....seems wishy washy and very unlike me. So hum ji.
Maybe I should really give it a go.
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On a slightly related note, its kind of *insert adjective* that sister's already, almost, nearing, bordering, toeing 30.
And that she will be getting married by latest 2016. Its all weird. I cant describe this feeling.
Like getting married. Married. This word keeps resonating in my head.
What does it exactly entail? Will her life eventually be like my parents'?
What kind of values will she uphold in her family?
How will she manage a household?
More importantly, I feel, is what's going to happen to me after she gets married?
I feel like a lost child. Maybe the word "lost" wasnt appropriate.
I dont know how to describe.
Maybe I am just weird.
Seeing my own sister get married. Weird max.
Isnt it supposed to be normal?
I've drawn up 2 plausible conclusions:
1) I am not matured enough
2) I am really a weird boy and that weirdness is only starting to surface now, kind of like a genetic disease whose complications and symptoms only develop in later life, when one reaches adulthood. All this time its been hibernating in my body. All of a sudden, an uncontrollable, overwhelming weirdness explodes from my all my cells.
I accept either one conclusion.