why hello, blogger

It's been awhile since I blogged. I wanted to blog about my first brunch at Skyve with Candice, my church camp, various other meetups, but I guess I never actually got down to doing it.

This summer, besides the above, I've also had a temp job, went to Hong Kong with a couple of hall friends, went for two FOCs as senior attached (and was a fake freshie in one). But I guess what made this vacation different was the fact that I've grown to be fond of this guy - and vice versa, I'd like to believe. It's not the same as the friendships forged with other guys who became close friends, and bounced back to 'acquaintance' status. This one feels different.

Perhaps this extract from Thought Catalogue would more adequately describe my situation:

The modern-day situation that’s trending is something I like to call ‘intermediate dating’. It’s that thing where you’re not sure if you’re best friends, sex-buddies, boyfriend/girlfriend, or enemies with a person who you interact with regularly. How can we genuinely not be able to identify what we are with someone else? If you spend significant amounts of time together, and your time apart is full of interaction via cell phone – isn’t it safe to say that you’re with each other? Or does it not count because it was never officially discussed? Yeah, it probably doesn’t count. I mean, if you don’t even have an anniversary date, how can it be a legitimate relationship? I don’t know, and in all likelihood, the parties involved don’t have a clue either. Sadly, this is a stressful scenario that many are tangled up in today.

This summer's been exceptional because of this ambiguous zone that I find myself caught in. I don't know what I'm in for.

I've always feared not being able to find a partner in the future, and looked upon my couple friends with some degree of envy. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that, from time to time, I did long for such companionship.

It's kind of risky to be blogging such thoughts, so this is all I'd type - for now.