Advice and stuff

I decided to make a list of useful advice I've gotten from my family and friends. This is all I have till now -

1. From my parents - Whatever you decide to do in life, you should be able to buy your own bread, and your own high heels.

2. From my dog - Never eat a bowl full of chocolates at once. It gets bad. 

3. From my best friend -  "Well, you can flirt with him now and think about the "later" part later." (Four months ago, I married him.) 

4. Last but not the least, "If you're short of time, just apply lotion and run a razor over your legs."

I spy
with my little eye
Hypocrites.

Your twenties is the decade for self discovery, making friends, discovering truths and building relationships that will last forever.
Lies.
You know what happens in the 20s? You sidetrack friends continuously, for that "better half". You discover a few truths and your head swells till you can't fit it through the door of most people's hearts. Everyone around you is inadequate and mediocre. You want to do everything, indeed you can do everything, but how? Its not possible, because the world just isn't good enough for you!

Is this what is called a quarter life crisis, I wonder? Or maybe its just too much stress and lack of sleep. In any case, I'm getting tired of this shit.

Disillusionment is a strong word. Everyone tends to go through it once; you put someone on a pedestal, willingly or not - a friend, a lover or a parent. Then you watch in wonder as the pedestal breaks under the weight of your expectations. This can lead to two things though. The person could come crashing down and leave you wondering why you put them there in the first place, or you find that they now stand on solid ground and you can see the real beauty of their flaws and the true colour of their eyes. 

SO random.

Little baby Zoya
Sat on the sofa
And stared with her big round eyes;
Her mommy said, "Zoe,
Would you like to tell a story?"
And she said
"Now why in the world would I?" 

Bye Bye, Birdie

Today is the day I lose a friend. The realization that should have come to me months ago, that has been spoken of and lamented without full comprehension, is finally here. Today she leaves this country to go home, to fearlessly prepare for a new life, new relationships and responsibilities. I am so happy that she is the first among our little circle to – please excuse the cliché – embark on this wonderful journey called marriage! But selfish being that I am, I can't help thinking of my loss - my friend and confidante, and my partner in crime for many, many years! I can't even begin to list the things that I will miss about her and our bachelorhood escapades. The ripples from this single event will affect all our lives, and something tells me that nothing is going to be the same.  

But - I'm a big girl. I can handle change and in the process, even be incredibly happy and excited about this wedding! I will always be around for her, eagerly waiting to share her joys and hopefully a minimal amount of sorrow. Because even though today is the day I lose a friend, tomorrow she will call me, excited about something trivial - some new jewelry she bought or something that her future husband said to her, and it will be the day that my friend will come back to me!