BGR
BGRI spoke to a friend recently who told me she had recently broken up with her boyfriend. She did the breaking-up, not him. And she was clearly upset about it but adamant that she had made the right decision. Turning to me for confirmation that she did make the right choice was of course also the correct decision since I’ve been in her situation. I couldn’t provide her with an answer though. How can you tell whether decisions involving life are right or not? To me there isn’t a right or wrong answer. It’s just…well…what’s best I guess. There’s always a mental list of pros and cons that you have to go through before making your decision. Then you just see which side the see-saw tips and go with that. It’s most practical. That’s what I did before I decided to come over to Australia. That’s what I do with most situations when I find myself in a dilemma.
It opened up a whole can of worms for me when she spoke about her problems and asked me what I did and how I felt about my situation at the time. I simply told her that I thought that that was the best for the both of us at that time. I mean, thinking back, what the hell was I thinking? Getting attached when I was so young and to someone to who I’d only known for 3 months? If I had to do it all over again I probably would have waited until I was at least 19 because now I see it in a different light. It’s not that I regret having the relationship, it was that I regret having it with the wrong person at the wrong time. I guess that doesn’t make sense to you but it does to me. If I had waited a bit longer I would have seen that he wasn’t the guy that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and I wasn’t ready for a relationship. We wanted different things. I was looking for a fling and he was looking for a long-term. And everyone knows how much I hate commitment *so why oh why did I enter into a relationship*. On the other hand, at that point of time when you’re being put in a spot when you feel like you have to give an answer immediately, that doesn’t really go through your mind. Especially not when you’re 17.
So…I mean everyone has their reasons for doing what they do. And to let go of a serious relationship is not easy. As long as you believe that it’s for the best then don’t let anything hold you back. There are going to be people who are hurt in the process but it’s inevitable. It’s either you or them. And better them than you I reckon *sniggers*. Oh…I’m so mean. But it’s life. You don’t mean to do it but you have to for the common good.
I realized that all my good friends are single (besides Xiao Zhi and Rara who have cute bfs). *looks suspiciously at them* They are all great people though, beautiful women inside and out and I think they have nothing to worry about. Not that they are worried, of course. After you reach a certain age you realize that boys (they never become men, not even after army) are nothing but toys *lol*.
She asked me how I bounced back from it so quickly. I honestly have no clue. Absolutely no feelings about it. Move on. Once you get stuck, you’ll be left behind. BGR is something that I take loosely. Well at least at the moment. I treasure family and friends much more and if I lose them or have any problems with them, then I’ll be truly upset. The day I change my mind is the day I find THE ONE. THE REAL ONE.
Yinny was Joshing around @ 2:05 PM
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