Thursday, March 17, 2011
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
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