Hi there!
It’s been a while.
What else has been a while? The last time I met my friends.
It’s really awesome.
No awkward moment. You get to talk/scream (sometimes) at the top of your lungs and nobody is bothered about it (maybe they are, just that they don’t say so, haha). You get to use word-play and there are people that ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND.
OMG, PEOPLE THAT ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND.
You know how important that is? It’s not like I have a fabulous vocab or even english itself but seriously, I’M SO SICK OF HAVING TO REPEAT MYSELF every time I attempt a sarcasm or even, you know simply word-play.
It’s so annoying.
And if you realise, I was just openly complaining about the agonising situation I have with the current people I’m around with.
Yucks. Well, I’m first gonna cross-finger that nobody would read this, and next, if anyone does, I’m gonna explain that I do recognise that dynamics with different group of people, differs. It’s just that having to not find the same category of people (if you’ll allow that to slide) for such a long time, sickens me. And there’s the fact of trying to alter your (I don’t know) style/behaviour, just to blend a little with those that differ, double sickens me.
To wrap it up (the above), I just miss those guys.
The night was not only amazing because of the met-up.
I caught a movie with my friend (and a subscriber to pumpkin, haha, I might remember this like for forever) after the met-up and it was amazing.
Amazing because the movie was and that we sneaked into another theatre for another movie, after watching the movie that we pay for!!!
It was so much fun and so crazy!
To be honest, I’ve never done much crazy stuff so even if these activities I mention sounds really low in the scale of your crazy meter, it’s really sky-high in mine.
And here’s the craziest and most amazing part to the night.
After my friend drop me off, I took a little short walk back home. To be specific a little SPIN back home.
It’s like this. We were having a chat on the taxi on our way back and we were randomly talking about things. One was something regarding my list (no clue if you actually remember but I’ve actually mentioned it here).
The updated version of my list looks like this:
1. Have a Audi driving friend.
2. Have a Gay friend.
3. Date a doctor.
I guess they all look a little weird. I’ve explain the 1st before so I’m not gonna do it again. There’s quite a story to the 3rd and I’m not sure if I’m prepared to share just yet. To clarify the 2nd, I have this impression that Gays makes really good friends. And as whatever the post shows, it totally wouldn’t harm for me to have a quality friend. Hopes are, I would get to chance upon one in my entire lifetime and become real good friends. That’s the dream (ha, my dreams are kind of small aren’t they?).
Another thing that came along during that conversation was the fear of turning 20.
Yup, I’m turning 20 next year and I’m PETRIFIED. I’m sooooo very petrified. I’m so petrified that I’ve starting drinking collagen. Think about that. I’m really petrified about turning 20. As much petrified as having to turn into a vampire. I’M PETRIFIED. SOOO PETRIFIED.
I have tons of fear in life. One, is the fear of crying in public. Two, is the fear of closeness. And of course, Three, the fear of turning twenty.
I’m not exactly sure if turning twenty is the real fear here. Maybe it’s because at twenty, it feels like I’ve nothing much in life. I’ve not done much crazy stuff, I’ve not have much fun and there’s a lot of “NOs” or even “Have not tried that” at this junction of my life. I don’t know if I’m worrying too much, but I’m really petrified. I’m petrified like nuts. So petrified that I have lost count of the number of times I typed ”petrified”.
Well I’ve drifted a little too far.
The spinning back home.
The walk back home was an L-shaped street. And I’ve had some memories walking back home in that path. After the conversation of hearing that crazy things should be done before twenty, I did the craziest thing of the night.
The craziest thing of perhaps my 19 turning 20 life.
You know the thing of spreading out your hands by your side, standing on tip toes and taking small steps turning in circles until you’re at a point of spinning uncontrollably in circle?
I did that.
I WAS SPINNING IN CRAZY CIRCLES WHILE MAKING MY WAY BACK HOME.
What’s crazier? I was wearing my Channel Pumps, holding a really expensive bag on one hand and my favourite A-CHA (food) on another.
It felt magical you know. Arms away from your body, spinning uncontrollably while trying to head in the direction back home, having your hair loosely flying against the wind, and the most precious, the smile on my face, the laughter in my heart and the crazy fun I was having.
It was really fun. The most fun I’ve had in years.
I’m glad I took the night out. I’m glad I did that crazy spin that got me so dizzy I literally felt like I was hanging upside-down (Okay, it’s not just that. Erm, neighbours I’m sorry if you’re woken up right in the middle of the night with my loud repeated “OH MY GOD”s after the spin). I’m glad about so many little details and nitty-gritty stuff of the night.
I’m glad that I did a crazy thing that I had fun with before I turned twenty.
Hopefully I can head out and do more crazy, fun and amazing things before I turn twenty.
Maybe then, turning twenty won’t be that petrifying altogether.
Have you took a spin home?
If you haven’t, you really ought to try.
Till the next time everyone.
