Grief
i must remember to NEVER talk about my parents when i'm happy. thoughts of them can turn such a bright day into a gloomy, overwhelming hell-hole.
These are the last moments of freedom. i really enjoyed this break, it felt so relaxing, so free, so very care-less. and with graduation looming closer and closer, i just can't help but feel a tad despondent. i was looking forward to something that i once thought was so far away, so impossible, but now seems to be almost within my grasp. what happens after graduation?
transition between child and adult, i suppose. i remember as a kid, life always started at a later age. when i was nine, i thought the beginning of an exciting life was at ten. when i was ten, i thought it was thirteen. when i was thirteen, i thought it was sixteen. so here i am now, twenty-one, and i can't remember my teenage years as well as my childhood years. what happens when you have real responsibilities? what happens to those people who don't transition well? i guess i'm scared. i want to leave the student identity behind, but i do not want to embrace adulthood. is there something inbetween that i can stay back and linger as?
posted by me @ 9:40 PM
1 Comments:
What a crazy roller coaster of emotions. Good thing I left right as you reached the top of the hill. Don't think I would've like to see you bitch and moan. I always try to look at bright sides. Early graduation, early find a job, early make money, and early move out. Then you can get youself out of that filthy filthy house. I admit, I am a very dirty person. So when I say something is dirty. It's DIRTY!
Prediction?
Your room remains the same as I congratulate you on graduating this Christmas. Maybe it's just because my dad is this way. But I just don't trust anything dads says to their children. It's just going to be a disappointment. Oh wait, bright side. You'll be going to HK with My. Two hot young chicks roaming the city looking for flesh and blood. Mmmmm food...
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