I can't remember when was the last tijme i really blogged about something...
Not just anything, but something about how I have been lately.
Truth is, i wouldn't mind, if not for the people around me that reads my blog. It makes me think that sometimes, i prefer people who do not know me to read my blog. Cos those who know me, apparently are those who care to much about my life, my relationship with people and try to be nosey. If not, try to ruin it.

I've been thinking alot about concern turning to control. That's what we learnt in church. But pastor put in a "couple" perspective. What about the friends around you? Do you know of such who cares to much that they try to control you... and well.. ruin everything you've hoped for. As they call it, "Advise".
Funny how people who try to advice others beased on their experience. I've been repeating this and they don't see it.
Whatever you experience applies to your yourself. It's good to advice, but don't let your so-called 'experiences' get over you and expect others to follow your footsteps.
This is my stand. I do not make decisions based on other people's experience.

And what area does this 'experience' talk that usually happens? RELATIONSHIPS. BGR, marriage, engagments... even among friends. Truth is, I'm happy about being advised, though 85% would probably be against my intentions.
What is worse is that there's a need to account to your leaders to whom you're going out with. "Ok, I'm going out with a girl, is that ok with you?"
Look at the people around you... You watch themselves enjoying themselves. Going out despite it being 2 people of different gender. No, i'm not mentioning, them as being couples. Friends. Just very very good friends.
Truth is, when you're in a very very close friendship with someone of the oppostie sex in church, suspicions will arouse just like you read football transfers rumours from the tabloids. Some exciting, some annoying... Some just created to add alittle bit of 'drama'.

Am I being paranoid about this? I don't think so. I don't see freedom. Probably, she feels the same as well...
It's hard to be ourselves at times... Though we enjoy each others company.
I miss her...