Just a light note

Singapore's been cursed with a wet season lately,or shall I say blessed also?Haha. When it comes to raining then, I can't help but feel sentimental over matters around me. Something to ponder over before going to bed, as we grow older, automatically we will sort of know what kind of people that we like to befriend and be close to them, likewise, when some people utter even the first sentence, they will be people whom we want them to stay out of our sight. Perhaps it's because we know roughly how exactly we are, then seeing the trend of our friendship over the years as we age, we will tend to have that kind of first impression which might be prejudicial and unfair to those group of people. Oh well, life is sometimes like that. By saying that, are we really surrendering ourselves to fate?