After the mass last Sunday, I went online. To my surprise, there was a message from my high school friend inviting me for some chit-chat in their house. It is a ten-minute ride from our place so I decided to go. It has been a while since the last time I saw them. I knew that there were some other people going so it would be fun to catch the latest about them from them personally, right?
I went with my best friend. Then we talked about a lot right then. I told her about my disappointing Saturday and how depressing that was. Well, I did not get to share those pity moments of mine when we got to my high school buddy's house. That house was full of memories that bared innocence totally naked. As awkward as it was, I tried to suck it in, and forget it, but my friend sure did remind me of that. Awkward, yes.
Ok, moving on. We went in their frontyard and did the thing there. Chips, popcorn, and beers. I was so not drinking alcohol. I was so not drinking malt ever! I would rather have a gallon of alcohol than malt, seriously. So I did not drink. I just listened to the conversation my friends had, and what I realized is that we are not getting any younger. We are officially the bachelors and bachelorettes in town. We are so getting old.
Conversations about love and sex seem pretty inappropriate when we were a teenager. But now, we are in our early/mid-20s, those kind of conversation seem a little appropriate now. Their love lives are insane. I mean, from my previous relationship, I just completely moved on from there. But these people, God knows how tangled they are to it. A friend does not know how to end his, another just cannot move on from theirs. Sex lives of these people are very active, too. My goodness. It is more or less a year now since my last one, and they have had theirs days ago, and will be having some days from now. My life completely sucks and is wildly boring from their point of view, I guess. Next time I will be seeing these friends of mine, I will not be surprised if we'd be talking about marriages and families already.
Complicated love lives, active or dormant sex lives, career plans - these are not conversations teens could handle. Sure, these things are still being combated when one turns 30 or so. But the truth is, life is setting in on us. This is the age when we must put it altogether, and make plans we desire to achieve as we age. My friend said it all, the phase of us aging is very fast, as if in a blink of an eye, things happen. And they happen as if.
For me, one thing I realized in that conversation - I do not feel old at all. At 22, sure people do call me "kuya" already in my college, but that does not even make me feel older than they are. People tease me oldie, but never does it enters my mind. My friends told me, maybe I still don't feel it because I am still not working. Up to this date, I am still considered student. By the time I walk down the aisle on graduation day, I would be called unemployed. But as I said, none of that matters. I believe, and I told them that if you think you are old, you are old. But my mind set now is that when I turn 25, I surely won't feel old still. I just feel that there is more to life than getting old. I know I could be young forever, experiencing things the first time, and I am really looking forward to that.
We are all getting older and older as days pass by. But for me, I'd rather be called matured and lots of fun.
Contrary to popular belief that I am so serious about life, I now can say, as I realized it this past weekend, that I am more lots of fun than seriousness. Just maybe, I have my desires and vision seriously intact and straight, but I am looking forward to reaching them goals with maturity and lots of fun along the way. It will be a circus, a fun crazy ride to ages.
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