Weekends

6 degrees of separation 

Weekends, something that everyone should logically look forward to.
Something that I planned didn't happen, but I guessed things should not be forced. While disappointed, I'm relieved as well. What if I realized that we have actually diverged so far, there is no way to converge again? 

Maybe it might be better to be parallel to one another, close to each other even if we never touch. At least we will never grow too far apart.

On a less self-pitying note, caught up with a group of crazy people over the weekend! Didn't realize how out of touch I am with them. :( I'm glad they still think of me as a friend.

And I finally realized that being a GXI (even part-time) makes you a more confident and vocal person and much more willing to do crazy things from time to time.