One blog per quarter works, right?
Yeah.
This, and last, quarter brought a whole new world of change unto my life. The friends I had last blogged on have since been replaced with a whole new set of people, this time complete with lasting bonds and similar interests that have caused the group to create a lasting improvement to my life, a contrast to the more common initial feeling of perfection. These people led me to swing dancing, and from there I have learned so much about myself, movement, music, and social interactions. This, as with all other social change, led to meeting a boy. I dated this boy for three months before we (or he) cam to the conclusion that it was best to put out relationship on hold until he could commit himself fully and I could manage a more stable relationship. I agreed to these terms, as my life has become a chaotic whirl of 15-20 work, swing, class, friendships, and a coming study abroad experience in Vietnam. I am busy and unable to give him full attention, while he is 'new to commitment' and needs that attention to work it through. My separate, unstable life doesn't fit into his own current plan for an unstable existence. Until stability is what we both want and can attain, I really do believe that is the best decision.
My friends, however...
I, as much as anyone, understand that friends only attempt to protect each other. They all have my best interest at heart, and that is something I appreciate. Despite that, it has been an increasing issue in my life post this decision of mine. My friends do not approve of his decision to post-pone things, claiming that he is only 'putting things off to mess around' and 'stringing me along.' These and similar statements have not left me feelings the love of concerned friends, but instead the weight of their condescension. The fact that they cannot fathom that I have, in fact, thought of these possibilities myself and come to a decision that I am comfortable with does not strike me as supportive or right, it strikes me as patronizing. The conclusion I have reached is not something to be judged or evaluated, it is something to except. It is logical to assume that I, having taken part in all pf these conversations myself, may have more knowledge and perspective on the situation then you do. Furthermore, I am the one who can decide if an individual is 'good enough' for me, so telling me my choice is not good enough, or suggesting that I would be 'so cute' with someone I have no desire to be with is only another measure of mistrust in my judgement. It is also not your place to talk about it behind my back, it is a concern to talk to me about and not a network of people. In conclusion, my relationship or lack thereof is mine and his alone, so trust my decision.
Done. Ugh.
keeping up with the theme of this blog, today I will inform you on Blue People. blue People, also from my favorite Vitali-tea tes shop in Pike Place market, is a mix of Oolong and Ginseng to give you the focus you need for the imminent finals week. This tea has an earthy, slightly bitter taste that some love and others hate, so try it with a few steavia leaves if you want to avoid a bitter flavor.
In other news, I'm taking a class on tea ceremonies next year. Perhaps then this will actually become a tea blog. Quite the concept.
