Friday, 19 September 2008

Blimey.

One of my good friends is getting married next month.
I'm a bit shocked to tell you the truth. I haven't been able to speak to her for the last three months but, in that space of time, she's managed to meet a guy, fall head over heels and set a date. I'm really chuffed for her and it's the happiest she's ever sounded since I've known her - and that's getting on for 15 years now - it's just...like...wow.

It's so strange to think that most of my oldest friends are now getting engaged/married and/or having children. It's just dawning on me now that we really are all grown-ups aren't we? I've been talking to a bunch of other old friends - via the magic of the mobile and the book of face - and they've all gotten their degrees and all but one now have REALLY good jobs, I mean proper money making careers as well as to die for partners, and they just sound so...old and professional and together. I sit there chatting to them still feeling like a grubby kid still dossing and laughing at fart jokes, but it's even happening to me now I sit think about it. Maybe not as quickly but...yeah...

I see myself turning into my mother more and more every single day. Not that it's a bad thing - she's beautiful and hilarious - it's just a strange thing.
I sit there working out money and bills for AGES every single day, I can't function without a cup of tea, I hardly drink alcohol anymore...God, I had Ben sitting with me joking around about having kids once I finish my degree and how we should decorate our house (it's only been 8 and a half months...steady on). We have mutual friends who we go out to lunch with to "catch up" and weird shit like that...I've never had mutuals with any of my other partners before.
I'm soon to be down on the list for a flat of my own and am looking just in case there are other cheapish places around somewhere, and I'm not looking for it to be somewhere I stay on my own. My parents are saving up things for when I do finally move as have my grandparents.
I had to grow up a lot during my gap year anyway, the jobcentre tends to do that to you when you're straight out of college and lost, but I reverted back to being a bit of a scruffy mad-child once I first got back to uni. Now it's my final year the idea of having to go back to the jobcentre soon is back in my head and all the planning money, saving for the future and finding a job is happening again. It feels odd.

Also, a true sign of me finally being an adult...I've started doing the washing up of my own free will.

1 comment:

Weeping Shadows said...

The realisation of it all..
We're all gonna enter the big bad world soon.

Scary isn't it?
(Not really, you'll be fine :)