| | And so it begins...
I can already hear the shrieks of joy and cheers of congratulations followed by hugs and pats on the back. What a time it must be to be alive... I'm beginning to feel disgusted by it all. If you don't already know about it, then you soon will. It's called the engagement. Suddenly, it's as if it's some fashionable club that everyone wants to be a member of. I have nothing against it. Personally, I have always respected my friends' relationships with their loved ones and understand that they need to spend time together, whether it's a boyfriend, girlfriend or family. Yet, perhaps in my naive maturity, I didn't quite understand the consequences. I suppose becoming engaged signifies to the couple and everyone else that they're leaving to another world where only couples exist.
As the perpetually single friend, it leaves flavor in my mouth that is entirely bittersweet. Engagement as well as married life is the ultimate test in friendship so far as the single vs. couple status is considered. I feel that in my case, as the omniscient Magic 8-ball would say, "outlook not so good." Already there seems to be a trend of making promises to spend time together (that almost always seem to go awry) or not making plans all together. The worst, however, would have to be when your friends have hang outs together and you only find out only after the fact. Everything fun apparently has to be last minute or spur of the moment and, more importantly, without my presence. This just might be a glimpse of what's to come. I already have very few friends and whether I like it or not, they might disappear as they do not value my friendship as much as I do theirs. I might as well get used to it now than later.
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| | Posted 8/21/2008 1:51 PM - 19 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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