14 years ago it began..1 year ago it ended

For many people school means very different things. For the smart ones( and no i will not refer to them as nerds considering i may be working for one some day) its a sea of knowledge, for the popular kids its a place where they actually are the center of the universe and for many people its just a place to spend 6 hours of the day. Either way its takes up nearly 14 years of your life. It may make or break you and will always the leave an impression. Today when i am in uni i realise how much school meant. Sitting in a class with friends and studying made life seem so easy but today when i am lost in between loads of people all i seem to search for is that one reassuring face telling me that it will be ok. When i used to put on my uniform every morning i never for one stopped and thought about what people think of my appearence cause i knew that everyone i saw would be wearing the same thing and cursing that it never made us look better. But hey gimme back that white skirt and white shirt any day compared to this ritual every morning of picking out clothes. If i stayed closer to uni you could bet id be here in my pyjamas. For me school always meant friends first and studies second. Not because i wasnt a good student or anything but mainly cause i never did any of that studying in school. I spent most of my time chatting with someone..thinking of ways to bunk class or just to chill on some stairway munching something with someone. It was always a joke between friends that i knew too many people and when random kinds who i never knew came and said hi to me that fact became certain. But today when i walk from one building to the other in uni with just a friend or two..i wonder..do i miss those people? people whose names also i never knew? Transition is hard and it ever harder when you liked your old situation. but somethings in life have to happen..the sun has to rise..people have to change..and i have to move on. Not that im depressed about the way things are now..honestly they are not that bad..but i do have the right to miss the old time and more than anything i feel im lucky enough to have a good past to miss. xx

Random Ramblings

People believe that you need reason for everything that you do. When someone gets murdered the first thing you wonder is why did they do it..you wonder why does the sun rise and even you need a reason to get up every morning or fall asleep every night. So what was my reason to get up off my lazy ass an get down to blogging..was it that i suddenly got over my writers block? was it that i suddenly became all insightful and had things to share with the world or was it a simple reason such as that my boyfriend who i thought never read my blog ended up reading another girls blog and seemed to get all impressed by it that it got me all possessive. who care what the reason was as long as i finally got up and actually started to write. Now the main question arises..What do i write about? There must be so many things that i want to say..Like at this very moment i can hear the sound of train outside my balcony and i wonder if i will ever get used to that noise. Which brings me to the point that i have moved out of home and Dubai and come to Australia to live in my little matchbox apartment all because of the dream to fulfill my career motives. I get up every morning to see the kitchen from my bed..something i though i would never have to do. Well that is one of the many joys of living in a studio apartment. I live on the main university campus but travel about an hour and a half to get to my 'country side' campus three days a week. Well it helps me catch up on my reading ..should gimme time to study but more than anything it just gives me the peace of plugging my headphones in and watching the cows along the way. Hey look at that i already seem to have written so much. Looks like i haven't lost my touch have I..Today its just random ramblings..tomorrow maybe ill write something that will actually make some sense. I should considering i told the university newsletter committee in my email that i maintain a blog. New obsession developed: SLURPEE!! Its the better version of a slush(which i could never stand) and though mine has melted down to just sugary lemon lime bitter it still is keeping me quite content. I just fazed out for like 2 minutes there wondering what more do i want to write about and honestly I'm in no mood to be making up stuff right now so I'm just gonna go ahead and call it a day. Maybe tomorrow or maybe even later tonight will be a better moment..and this time surely when the moment comes i will write..Till then xx