all is well that ends well

well hello there again~ i missed you too.

so my last blog was just me ranting about people, this one however, will actually be about an event that i'd like to preserve--which is why i'll be writing this down here.

last saturday, oct. 13, was my college department's team building--with us fourth year psychs being the organizers of the said event. well, the team building itself wasnt that much to note for--what with the event itself having a few misfortunes and disorganization. it was a swimming event and i was one of the first to be thrown into the pool--followed by a few other of my friends. it was fun in on itself, got burned a bit but im not too worried about that. 

however, that's not the highlight of the day. it was what happened after the team building that was worth writing about. me and a few of my friends decided to have an "after-party" if you want to call it that. since i was planning to sleep over in my boyfriend's house and since we have the same set of friends, we decided to grab a drink that night at his place. that was the fun part. drinks and random conversations and laughter. it made my night.

we talked about nothing and everything and some other things that people would likely to raise an eyebrow at. nevertheless, the feeling of being yourself was there--and that was more than i can ask for when im with a group of people--of friends. not many people can allow you to be yourself and be comfortable with it. you'd think the group i was with that night wouldve been my friends for years--but not at all. this just proves that years of being together dont amount to good friendship.

you have to choose your friends wisely. if you do, it doesnt matter whether youve been together for years or for a week. what matter is the acceptance.

now i suppose i'll go have a shower and get ready for the day.