So this is
my last post before I go back to school. I have never really appreciated those
who read my blog here so I’m doing so now. Never really knew lots of people
stop by here to read all that I put down. Trust me it feels nice. Though I know
most of you come here for my stories *rolling eyes* But it is good your
perverted minds think my stories are all that.
I'm here
half interested in my Sunday breakfast which is soo weird. I always love Sundays
for the large breakfast. Bread and sardine, oats, tea, fried eggs and
sausages. Nice yeah? I know I eat a lot.
Oh well both
of my little brothers are off to boarding school and I realize my problem, or
the problem most of us have…We always think we have the time *sigh* It was just
the other day when I was going off to school too. A small skinny flat girl :D
Now I’ve got one more year in the university..do I look much different now? Lol
I do not know. What I know is that I
miss that little girl though, the innocent care free girl with little or no
complications. Life was way easier then. I fear I must have forgotten how it
feels to be happy and free spirited. That don’t mean I'm sad now lol. Its just
that that little girl didn’t have to worry so much about so many things even
the ridiculous ones.
I always
imagined life at this stage will be perfect or some thing close to it. Funny
how that went so wrong. But the beautiful thing is that wrongness made me a
stronger person. People never realize they contribute to making you the person
that you are now, whether its horrid, cold, distant or happy friendly and warm.
They only know how to complain of the outcome.
So I’m going
to go to school tomorrow, face my project and things, mind my business and not
care for people who dnt matter. Caring is a weakness, especially when the
people you bother about have no importance to you. Its an extra burden u put on
yourself. People would always have their opinion no matter how spotless you
think your life is.
Take this as
a farewell note or maybe just maybe I might surprise you all with more posts. I'm
always best inspired in school. Call it boredom, call it whatever.
