Out with the old, in with the new.... Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
And so ends the year of 2008. Bonds made and broken, lessons learnt and mistakes made.
And what is to become of us when we leave 'the veritable garden where everything comes easy'?
This Christmas is the last one I'll be spending with the people I've grown up in Hamilton with, whom I know inside and out and dont wish to part with. New years mean new beginnings but its so hard to leave the life you have now. Sometimes it feels like whenever things start to settle and become fixed and constant someone has to come and stir the pot and make me get up off my seat.
And while I was wrapping my Christmas presents a few days back I had one of those -a spark goes in your head- epiphany moments when I just realised that everyone was 1 year away from finishing High School, which is supposedly the rite of passage to adulthood. And I couldnt stop thinking about what will happen in the future... In 5 years, where will everyone in High School be? No one really took High School seriously but when you think about it, every adult you know has been to High School. Whether they got through or got caught 'doing coke lines in the urinal'. And that's what made them who they are now, whether they realised that at the time or not.
And now I feel really, really old as if suddenly someone put me on the time lapse photography like that guy called Noah on Youtube. When you're an adult you're alone, except that you're constantly surrounded by people. I already miss my warm bed.
This New Year I'm going to make the same default 2 resolutions I make every year: study hard and lose weight, they're pretty much welded to my brain. And I wonder what other people wish for themselves to do, such as the cliche'd enjoy life more, or help people, or get organised. hbjlxdf
whooooops, drifted off to sleep there. Good thing my laptop broke my heads fall with a nice thump, thats going to cost me a few braincells
Thursday, December 25, 2008
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2 comments:
Rather difficult to accept, sometimes, that this is THE high school life / childhood / youth / teenagehood of our lives, and it has happened THIS way and we shall carry it with us forever etc etc etc...
gaaah.
Happy Boxing day?
Now I want to cry.
How do I become a follower of your blog? Somebody?
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