just another face in the crowd

Friendship is like the siblings that God forgot to give us. VP and I were just talking about her birthday plans and realised how our group of friends has evolved over the past three years. It's sad to see people drift apart, but even more depressing is how little we might care when it happens. It's like breaking up with someone and promising to stay friends, only to find the transition from being a couple to just friends is too difficult.

During the struggle to move on from being in love, we try to accept the other person as just a friend. One reason this is hard is because we still want them as more than a friend. Once that desire fades, we lose interest in them, and the idea of being friends no longer matters. When we want someone, they seem like the most amazing person in the world. But when those warm and fuzzy feelings fade, we're pulled back to reality and see them as just another face in the crowd. The harsh truth is that they probably feel the same way about us. No one can stay special forever. We replace each other over time, perhaps not intentionally, but due to circumstances. People who talk about "the one that got away" are often those who haven't found a replacement for that person. When you think about it, that phrase starts to lose its meaning.

fine

Today, I did something I had never done before in my entire life.

I paid a library fine.

Yes, a whole $6 for a book that was two months overdue. When I was younger, I was quite the library rebel. I'd rack up a fine, then slyly make a new library card to avoid paying. I had about five different cards at the Whitlam Library. It was like my own little game of literary hide-and-seek. But this time, I thought, hey, I'm a working adult now, making good money, so maybe it's time to embrace responsibility. Paying this fine felt like a rite of passage.

Okay, fine. The real reason is that I was with my niece Shirley and tried to convince her to make a library card (so I could use it) at the Liverpool City Library. But she didn't have any identification on her, so they didn't authorize her membership. Dammit.

The library is enormous; it looks like a shopping mall with its glass walls. I used to meet up with my first boyfriend there when we were in high school. Ah, memories! Haha.

Yesterday, I got a haircut. I wanted a sweepy fringe, but let's just say it didn't quite sweep me off my feet. I got layers on the sides and trimmed five centimeters off the back to keep my long length.

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Hey, it's 04/04/04 today!