As you know, I just graduated from highschool like 4 months ago and until now I am still waiting for the time to start my new life in college. Well, if I should put into words what I have felt during this unemployment phase, I guess it would be pretty much like this,
lost.
During highschool I had same assignments with my friends. I had teachers with the same teaching method. I did not have much choice till all I did seemed right and not letting me to be confused.
But now, the choices that I have to choose are getting complicated. These choices are so crucial for my future. And to make me more frustrated, the choices are just different for me and for my friends.
Well, long story short, you know that your friends have started chasing their dreams, while you, yourself still think is it the right choice to go to that college or that university or take a gap year. You start wondering is it really your dream. What if you pursue that dream instead of another one, and any other 'what ifs' which kill.
lonely.My friends are getting busy while me is still doing nothing. So, yeah, no matter how much I talk to them via Twitter and another social network or messenger, it's just different. Even though sometimes I admit that I want to be alone.
happy.
Who would like to say that waking up and going to sleep late almost everyday without caring much about what time is it,
spending the whole day in front of laptop catching up with drama series without thinking the pressure of having works need to be done,
going out on weekdays where mall is just not as crowded as on weekends,
are not heaven?
hungry.No need to say much. I'm hungry all the time.
missing high school.
Like everyones do.
No matter how much I loathed it. Ranted about it. Cursed it. I do miss it.
Well isn't it what people do? Clinging on the past till they forget that tomorrow, today will also be yesterday.
All in all, things have positives and negatives. But I need to move on, and so do you (maybe)
Let's fight for a better tomorrow, and wishing all the best for us :)
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