One of the things about growing older, or more specifically once you reach your 30s, is that you don’t care so much about what people think of you. Perhaps it’s to do with being jaded and just not having the energy to care, but I think it’s more a case of being more confident and comfortable of who you are as a person.
A friend and I were just talking about this on Tuesday, saying that these days we don’t make the effort if we don’t like the person(s). AND we don’t care if the person likes us or not. I was just telling my friend that I was trying to avoid one of the guys in our group outing even though I was the one who had introduced him to my group of hiking friends. The guy is a friend of a friend from Singapore and I have only met him perhaps three times. But for some reason, I don’t really enjoy talking to him. Perhaps it’s because the way he talks irritates me, perhaps it’s the fact that he’s always trying to “educate” me about hiking in Hong Kong when I have obviously more experience and have hiked in more places than he has.
We just don’t click. Period. I didn’t even make any effort to make small talk on the way home with him (his train stop is just one before mine). I know, you’re thinking, ‘What a b*tch!!!’
As is the case with romantic partners, chemistry has to exist between friends too. It’s either there or isn’t. If it doesn’t exist, I don’t bother to make any effort these days to make it exist. Like dating, one should just move on and not waste time, agree?