- Finished VCE
- At Uni doing Nutrition & Dietetics
- Had my first drink - not alot though!!
- Got Facebook
I'm still thinking about the difficult issues of life, trying to find out really who I am and where I belong. The issue of love and devotion, and which comes first - Study or FUN! Most recently its turned towards Friendships. Who are your real friends?
Ploughing through the photos on facebook, of those priceless memories that people have created being in the prescence of one another it often gets me wondering how come I am not apart of these things? Reflecting on the 3 months of holidays, how many events were I invited to and how many did I go to. Some were failed attempts to organise, whereas others were amazing days spent watching our favourite t.v. shows and the actors that we would die to be in arms with. However, if I compare it to someone else, they may have spent their time celebrating all the time.
So then who can we really call our friends, and more importantly when can we call them our friends? We share wonderful memories with people and we believe that we've struck a connection that is strong and that maybe lasts a lifetime. Then, when you see pictures of them celebrating, it makes you question was I good enough for them to invite or did they not know how to connect?
You often think of them in the postive light- maybe they could only invite a small group of people, they couldnt contact me, they lost my email or something like that. However, deep inside you always question yourself - what did i do wrong? What did I do to make them think I wasnt a friend? Is it something ive done? Are those people we meet at school ever going to be seen again in a social gathering?
Maybe its to do with something else like you starting off, and then they reciprocate the occassion? But why would you have to be first? Is there some sort of rule that decides this.. or is this more the "they will do it first, i will leave it to them" or are their people that maybe you were destined never to see again. Is it fate, destiny or the way life has to be run?
Who knows, but for know I will continue to sit and procastionate about how much i need to do and watch time fly by.
5th April 2010