Overthinking

i realised today that i am a lot more like my cousin than i realised.
Nat, 20, and in the last several months i've really gotten to know her better. and the more i learn about her, the more i realise we are quite similar.

maybe it's because our fathers are brothers, maybe its our church, school, dutchness...

for example, Nat really doesn't appreciate or like being ignored or forgotten. i can very definatly relate! we joke about the same things, share similar views about our church, our family, our government.

i really enjoy spending time with her, and i hope for the rest of the year, that friendship grows.

maybe its just the loyalty i have towards my family that makes me very fond of her. with friends, after a while you just lose touch and they are gone. and you just expect that to happen. with family, its different. they will always be there, and you can come to rely on them. and i like that certainty.


i was at my little cousins first Eucharist (he's in a catholic school) the other weekend, and after wards, i had one of my oma's (grandmas) sisters look at me, and turn to my oma and say that i liked a lot like my great oma. i'm guessing that's my oma's mother. though, i do tend to look a lot like my oma did when she was younger.
a strange mix between my mother, and my oma.
i kinda like the fact i look like my family...


mm, a mellow blog, from an over thinking Sam.

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