I was thinking and brainstorming around some thoughts these past days, I'm really puzzled and deeply hurt by how some people reacted on me. I think and talk differently with the close crowd of self-enthusiasts around me and though sometimes I act out-of-this-world, I'm still happy that there are still a few who understands me. I call them my friends of the century. Why century? I think I never had friends as close as what I have now. As a result of further orientation to my unique college life, I obtain a lot of good friends who never failed to listen to me and besides who said I'm serious with talking to them. We just laugh at each other, chill-out and we know that we would never notice that the day is over.
In the past months and even years, I was a dreaming of and finding the right place where I really belong. I envy those who are happy with what they already have. They obtain good friends with them and highly-prized GFs or BFs. I never knew my right place on this world, I am a wanderer a Bedouin who seeks for happiness and continues on his long journey even though there is no assurance of what he is looking for-Happiness.
The semester has ended, I wont say it is fast and I wont say it is terribly long. I don't remember anything. What is left inside this mind are the good memories, unforgettable ones who lets me remember how friends has oriented me in my new world. I can still recall their lectures and never ending arguments in a humorous way, it was a long and happy journey. I know that we're never perfect, with them I learn and they learn new things from me too.
I think this short period of time taught me how to be myself, not to look backward with the past, forget everything and orient yourself to the future. My/Our future is undeniably diverse depending on each of our skills and efforts to make it a real one. I realized, It's now that really matters... and yesterdays are history that should be well kept in a book.
In the past months and even years, I was a dreaming of and finding the right place where I really belong. I envy those who are happy with what they already have. They obtain good friends with them and highly-prized GFs or BFs. I never knew my right place on this world, I am a wanderer a Bedouin who seeks for happiness and continues on his long journey even though there is no assurance of what he is looking for-Happiness.
The semester has ended, I wont say it is fast and I wont say it is terribly long. I don't remember anything. What is left inside this mind are the good memories, unforgettable ones who lets me remember how friends has oriented me in my new world. I can still recall their lectures and never ending arguments in a humorous way, it was a long and happy journey. I know that we're never perfect, with them I learn and they learn new things from me too.
I think this short period of time taught me how to be myself, not to look backward with the past, forget everything and orient yourself to the future. My/Our future is undeniably diverse depending on each of our skills and efforts to make it a real one. I realized, It's now that really matters... and yesterdays are history that should be well kept in a book.