I'm too sure what I am actually going to say on this one... I guess I should start with the fact that I am only human, that I am still learning.
For many years I have been a big believer in each person doing whatever they want to do for themselves. I think I've said the words "you do you" more than any other phrase I can think of, and for the most part I've stuck to that in my own life. However, sometimes you can't just do something because you want to, sometimes you have to consider and respect everyone around you.
This weekend was a long one with both good and bad moments. I completed my last examination for high school, and walked out with my head held high. High school isn't my favourite experience, especially not in this international environment where you never have any safety, all you have is yourself. So to be able to walk out of that building and have the emotion hit me that I made it through the years of uncontrollable drama, heartbreak, endless laughter, way too many drunk mistakes and drunk fun, basically everything that high school brings, was potentially one of the best feelings I've ever had.
As much as I was able to enjoy that split moment of joy and pride, it wasn't long before I was back in a situation far too similar and familiar to my old self. I love surrounding myself with kind hearted, considerate and easy going people, as much as all of the lads around me are this in their own individual ways there's one that recently came into my life, and I can't understand nor explain how weirdly wonderful our bond is, he's me in the male form but a better version of me? I'm not all that sure what it is about him, but I feel like we've got a bond going that could potentially last a life time. Anyway, obviously it's easy to be attracted to each other when you've got a bond like that and you're a few too many whisky&cokes down... This wouldn't be an issue of it wasn't for the fact that the flame between him and someone who at the time was close to me was gradually dying out but hadn't yet completely done so. As much as the act was wrong, I oddly don't regret it. I feel like it was disrespectful yet I also feel like it was something I needed to do.
I don't really have a direction with this post evidently... I think my point is that it's ok to make the wrong choices, it's ok to try things you morally shouldn't, it's ok to not be perfect. The important thing is being able to understand what you're doing and learn from it in someway or another.