There's a common phrase that is said that, "If you love or want something, enough, you make time for it". And that is something I wholeheartedly agree with. I mean, who wouldn't want more things they love in their life? For me, it would be difficult in choosing the things I love, per se; the word love has dumbfounded people since the beginning of time. But one thing I do love and have a passion for is writing. Since I was a kid, I always did, which shocks people because who likes doing extra work as a kid? But I did; I remember vividly being excited for writing assignments, sharing, and trying something new. And once I got older, actually creating something, whether an essay or a novel (like I am trying right now). The process is so frustrating, but when it works, few things are more satisfying.
The funny thing is that now that I am done with school, you'd think that I would have more time to write, but it's quite the opposite. I work full time, now, which takes up a quarter of the day, then have to do other things, like eat, sleep, chores, exercise, and all the other daily things life likes to throw at me. It's an exhausting daily process, and by the time I'm done or have a second of spare time, the last thing I want to do is write. But I guess that is something I need to work on. Because writing is a passion of mine, and one of my dreams is to have a published novel and tell my story, but it's so difficult to do on a daily basis. I thought school was a hard enough obstacle, but once you clear one, new ones appear. And that is the case this time. I want this bad enough, so I guess I have to make the time. But it just makes me marvel at people more who have to do so much, yet have so little time. How do they do it?
All I can say is, I wish we had more hours in the day. Or that life was a little easier so we could all take a breather.
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Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Monday, September 7, 2015
Butterflies in My Stomach
A few days ago, I briefly mentioned that one of the biggest and most memorable things that happened to me the past summer was having a romantic interest, again. It's nothing new for me, or anyone, since just about everyone likes someone at some point in their lives. And the way our culture is now, with apps and social media, there are more ways than ever to connect. But this time, something was different. Besides being attracted to her right away (which usually never happens), and thinking she was the most beautiful/gorgeous woman I've ever seen (I still think this), I had butterflies for her. The first time ever that I ever had that for anyone. And even though things are sadly over, I'm still perplexed at what they are, and why I got them for her and no one else, before?
Because of the questions I had, I did lots of research on butterflies the past few weeks and months through forums and asking others, and have come up with the conclusion that butterflies are a nervous, tingly, feeling a person gets in their stomach and body when they're around someone they like. Usually they happen initially or at the "honeymoon stage", but they supposedly disappear over time. That's the gist of it anyways, and I think that is an accurate description, because whenever I was around the girl/woman I liked, I had butterflies like crazy. I've been nervous around women I have liked before, but I had never had that mix of nervousness to the point I had for this girl. It was something I had never felt before, and it caused me to feel like it was brand new, again, which in some ways, it was. Because I've liked girls/women before, but we usually knew each other previously through school or through a mutual friend, so it was a lot easier to interact, while for this, it was one of the most challenging experiences I've ever had. I looked as butterflies as a double edged sword, since they were positive because of the feelings they gave me, but being so nervous did hold me back at times when I tried to make a move. More often times than not, I was left disappointed at myself for not doing something at all or sooner, but I've learned that these things can't be rushed, or they happen. No need to beat yourself up, they happen, just keep on trying.
In the end, my experience was what it was. Because of circumstances, like I said, more likely than not, it's over. I feel proud for trying and putting myself out there, because if you've ever asked someone out or tried to tell them how you feel, then you know how difficult it is. But I can't help feeling sad that things are incomplete. I did like this girl/woman a lot, and really did want to get to know her, but I guess it's hard when they're already seeing someone. And in the culture we live in with dating vs. seeing vs. exclusivity, nothing is defined anymore; it's just so confusing. The thing about butterflies to me is that they don't just give you the feeling of liking someone, they give you hope. And my love life has been such a struggle, I've never even been on a date, before, so I guess the potential of not just being with, but knowing someone I thought was amazing and not getting that chance, is so disappointing. Butterflies might be a hindrance to some, but it's nice to know when you've given up on love, like I have, that you can still feel that way for someone, and of course, meet someone special in the process. I guess that's why it is so difficult to move on or do anything. But I would never change that or give it up, because the feeling of butterflies are unique and this girl/woman was the only person to ever make me feel this way.
I have no doubt that if nothing changes, I'll probably move on and like someone else again. We all do, but I never want to forget this feeling, since it was a real growing experience for me. As someone who has been on the opposite side of rejections so many times, I wish there was some way both parties could mutually benefit each other, but I know that's impossible. Someone has to get heartbroken. So while I'm sad that I may never get to experience anything with a girl/woman who I considered my dream girl, I'm grateful to have just met her, interact with her, and to have had butterflies.
Because of the questions I had, I did lots of research on butterflies the past few weeks and months through forums and asking others, and have come up with the conclusion that butterflies are a nervous, tingly, feeling a person gets in their stomach and body when they're around someone they like. Usually they happen initially or at the "honeymoon stage", but they supposedly disappear over time. That's the gist of it anyways, and I think that is an accurate description, because whenever I was around the girl/woman I liked, I had butterflies like crazy. I've been nervous around women I have liked before, but I had never had that mix of nervousness to the point I had for this girl. It was something I had never felt before, and it caused me to feel like it was brand new, again, which in some ways, it was. Because I've liked girls/women before, but we usually knew each other previously through school or through a mutual friend, so it was a lot easier to interact, while for this, it was one of the most challenging experiences I've ever had. I looked as butterflies as a double edged sword, since they were positive because of the feelings they gave me, but being so nervous did hold me back at times when I tried to make a move. More often times than not, I was left disappointed at myself for not doing something at all or sooner, but I've learned that these things can't be rushed, or they happen. No need to beat yourself up, they happen, just keep on trying.
In the end, my experience was what it was. Because of circumstances, like I said, more likely than not, it's over. I feel proud for trying and putting myself out there, because if you've ever asked someone out or tried to tell them how you feel, then you know how difficult it is. But I can't help feeling sad that things are incomplete. I did like this girl/woman a lot, and really did want to get to know her, but I guess it's hard when they're already seeing someone. And in the culture we live in with dating vs. seeing vs. exclusivity, nothing is defined anymore; it's just so confusing. The thing about butterflies to me is that they don't just give you the feeling of liking someone, they give you hope. And my love life has been such a struggle, I've never even been on a date, before, so I guess the potential of not just being with, but knowing someone I thought was amazing and not getting that chance, is so disappointing. Butterflies might be a hindrance to some, but it's nice to know when you've given up on love, like I have, that you can still feel that way for someone, and of course, meet someone special in the process. I guess that's why it is so difficult to move on or do anything. But I would never change that or give it up, because the feeling of butterflies are unique and this girl/woman was the only person to ever make me feel this way.
I have no doubt that if nothing changes, I'll probably move on and like someone else again. We all do, but I never want to forget this feeling, since it was a real growing experience for me. As someone who has been on the opposite side of rejections so many times, I wish there was some way both parties could mutually benefit each other, but I know that's impossible. Someone has to get heartbroken. So while I'm sad that I may never get to experience anything with a girl/woman who I considered my dream girl, I'm grateful to have just met her, interact with her, and to have had butterflies.
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
August is Over: The Summer That Was...
August is over and September has officially started. Nothing new in the grand scheme of things; it's something we're all used to if you've been alive on this Earth long enough. But this time, for me, it's different because I just had one of the most memorable Augusts and summers I've ever had in my life, for better or worst. In the past, I've done posts about months and time periods, but rarely do I ever do them feeling this enlightened.
The past summer was memorable for me for many reasons, it was the first time I ever went into the summer with a job, the first time almost all of my friends were gone, and for the first time ever, I had a serious crush that I actually liked, among many other things. Everything as a whole, was challenging. Work-wise, it was difficult because if you know me and my past, I've never worked before and the process was so new. For 10 months prior, I had been job searching, updating my resume, and going on numerous interviews to no avail. And in some cases, blizzard-like conditions because of living in Boston. Once I finally got my job in a supermarket, I thought it would be easier and I'd have more spare time because I was part time to start, and I was working in food, so I thought "how hard could it be"? But that quickly changed fast, as the work was so much to handle to start, and my department went through a lot of changes, so I was quickly bumped up to full time. I tried to be more confident than I had been in school when I dropped classes so quickly, but I couldn't handle it in this situation, nearly quitting after the second day. But I stuck through it, made mistakes a long the way like any person, but with training, and time to get more comfortable in the situation, I've thrived since then, becoming a better worker, and having more input on the team, which has made me proud of how far I've come in just a short time. Sometimes, I wish I just had more confidence in myself, but I guess it takes time. It also helps that I have great coworkers who don't just treat me as coworkers, but friends, and they put me in an atmosphere to succeed.
Friends coming and going is something we're all used to. As we've gotten older, it just happens. But it's something that is still hard for me to get used to, since I've been so used to having my friends around me my whole life, whether it was for school, hanging out, or just to get advice. They've been there, so much that I refer to them as "The Gang". That's why this summer has been so challenging. It's the first summer where almost all my friends are gone, whether they've moved or are just busy working. There have been ones who are still here, and we've hung out a few times, but it's not the same without everyone else in "The Gang" together. Luckily, I have had things that have made me take my mind off the fact my friends haven't been around like work, and I have met new friends I can hang out with or talk to in the meantime. And for some of my friends, it's not all good-bye since we still find ways to communicate, like through texting or social media, which is a relief for me, because life is too difficult to go through it alone.
Love, we all know about it! I certainly talk about it enough. It's one of the best feelings in the world when it works, but when it doesn't, it's a pain that is hard to describe or get rid of, especially if you've felt it so many times. It's ironic how universal the feeling of love is, but the definition/experience varies between people, but maybe that is part of the beauty of it? Anyways, after the past year+ I had with a past rejection, I was in no mood for love, but I couldn't help it when I saw "her". At my job, the first day I interviewed for it, I saw the most beautiful/gorgeous (put in any adjective you want) woman I have ever seen in my life. It's a phrase I have used before, but I use it sparingly, and I had never been so humbled/put in my place before. Not like this at least. Love at first sight? I didn't believe it at first, but I couldn't take my eyes off her, or believe that no one else was talking to her, despite the fact she was a cashier (maybe they had nothing to buy?) I thought about maybe saying something to her that day, but then decided against it, because if I didn't get the job, we'd probably never see each other again. But, I eventually got the job, and got to know her little by little whenever I could, since we didn't work specifically together. But long story short, things did not work out. I liked her for 3 months, but when I finally had the courage to ask her out, I found out she was taken. Another rejection for me. It's happened to me so many times (in different ways), but I never get used to the feeling; it always makes me so sad to put so much effort into something, only to have the results end the same way. Everyone who knows what happened says I should feel proud for trying, and I do feel that way since this was, to me, one of my first steps into adulthood, asking someone out I didn't know, at work, who I didn't go to school with or know mutually, though my friends. But it stinks to be rejected for what feels like the millionth time, or have your heart played around with rumors or the ups and downs of any pursuit. I'm not as bad as I could be (cause we weren't like bffs), and I know I will move on and eventually like someone else (barring any miraculous change), but I just wanted this to work out so bad; the girl/woman I liked was so wonderful, we seemed to have a lot in common, and she had so many traits I admired. But things don't always go your way. Some guy is very lucky, though, so I hope he appreciates her. As for me, despite the result, I'm just grateful I met someone amazing and experienced the feeling of love, again, after a difficult 2014. It's a good learning experience. Although, it sucks it sort of just ended abruptly, cause who knows... but that is part of life, I suppose.
So, those are some of the major things that happened to me the past summer. It's a lot more in depth than I would usually like to go, but I feel like subscribers and readers deserve it after my long hiatus from blogging. There was still so much that happened this summer I didn't get to talk about, so maybe I will in a future post. For now, though, the summer is over. Maybe not technically in terms of the date, but it is to me in terms of feeling (I'm sure students would agree). It wasn't all good or bad, but it was about experiences and learning. Hopefully, it will lead to me blogging more, again, which I hope to do in the future. As well as me becoming a better person, which I try to do everyday.
The past summer was memorable for me for many reasons, it was the first time I ever went into the summer with a job, the first time almost all of my friends were gone, and for the first time ever, I had a serious crush that I actually liked, among many other things. Everything as a whole, was challenging. Work-wise, it was difficult because if you know me and my past, I've never worked before and the process was so new. For 10 months prior, I had been job searching, updating my resume, and going on numerous interviews to no avail. And in some cases, blizzard-like conditions because of living in Boston. Once I finally got my job in a supermarket, I thought it would be easier and I'd have more spare time because I was part time to start, and I was working in food, so I thought "how hard could it be"? But that quickly changed fast, as the work was so much to handle to start, and my department went through a lot of changes, so I was quickly bumped up to full time. I tried to be more confident than I had been in school when I dropped classes so quickly, but I couldn't handle it in this situation, nearly quitting after the second day. But I stuck through it, made mistakes a long the way like any person, but with training, and time to get more comfortable in the situation, I've thrived since then, becoming a better worker, and having more input on the team, which has made me proud of how far I've come in just a short time. Sometimes, I wish I just had more confidence in myself, but I guess it takes time. It also helps that I have great coworkers who don't just treat me as coworkers, but friends, and they put me in an atmosphere to succeed.
Friends coming and going is something we're all used to. As we've gotten older, it just happens. But it's something that is still hard for me to get used to, since I've been so used to having my friends around me my whole life, whether it was for school, hanging out, or just to get advice. They've been there, so much that I refer to them as "The Gang". That's why this summer has been so challenging. It's the first summer where almost all my friends are gone, whether they've moved or are just busy working. There have been ones who are still here, and we've hung out a few times, but it's not the same without everyone else in "The Gang" together. Luckily, I have had things that have made me take my mind off the fact my friends haven't been around like work, and I have met new friends I can hang out with or talk to in the meantime. And for some of my friends, it's not all good-bye since we still find ways to communicate, like through texting or social media, which is a relief for me, because life is too difficult to go through it alone.
Love, we all know about it! I certainly talk about it enough. It's one of the best feelings in the world when it works, but when it doesn't, it's a pain that is hard to describe or get rid of, especially if you've felt it so many times. It's ironic how universal the feeling of love is, but the definition/experience varies between people, but maybe that is part of the beauty of it? Anyways, after the past year+ I had with a past rejection, I was in no mood for love, but I couldn't help it when I saw "her". At my job, the first day I interviewed for it, I saw the most beautiful/gorgeous (put in any adjective you want) woman I have ever seen in my life. It's a phrase I have used before, but I use it sparingly, and I had never been so humbled/put in my place before. Not like this at least. Love at first sight? I didn't believe it at first, but I couldn't take my eyes off her, or believe that no one else was talking to her, despite the fact she was a cashier (maybe they had nothing to buy?) I thought about maybe saying something to her that day, but then decided against it, because if I didn't get the job, we'd probably never see each other again. But, I eventually got the job, and got to know her little by little whenever I could, since we didn't work specifically together. But long story short, things did not work out. I liked her for 3 months, but when I finally had the courage to ask her out, I found out she was taken. Another rejection for me. It's happened to me so many times (in different ways), but I never get used to the feeling; it always makes me so sad to put so much effort into something, only to have the results end the same way. Everyone who knows what happened says I should feel proud for trying, and I do feel that way since this was, to me, one of my first steps into adulthood, asking someone out I didn't know, at work, who I didn't go to school with or know mutually, though my friends. But it stinks to be rejected for what feels like the millionth time, or have your heart played around with rumors or the ups and downs of any pursuit. I'm not as bad as I could be (cause we weren't like bffs), and I know I will move on and eventually like someone else (barring any miraculous change), but I just wanted this to work out so bad; the girl/woman I liked was so wonderful, we seemed to have a lot in common, and she had so many traits I admired. But things don't always go your way. Some guy is very lucky, though, so I hope he appreciates her. As for me, despite the result, I'm just grateful I met someone amazing and experienced the feeling of love, again, after a difficult 2014. It's a good learning experience. Although, it sucks it sort of just ended abruptly, cause who knows... but that is part of life, I suppose.
So, those are some of the major things that happened to me the past summer. It's a lot more in depth than I would usually like to go, but I feel like subscribers and readers deserve it after my long hiatus from blogging. There was still so much that happened this summer I didn't get to talk about, so maybe I will in a future post. For now, though, the summer is over. Maybe not technically in terms of the date, but it is to me in terms of feeling (I'm sure students would agree). It wasn't all good or bad, but it was about experiences and learning. Hopefully, it will lead to me blogging more, again, which I hope to do in the future. As well as me becoming a better person, which I try to do everyday.
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
July Is Here
When the month of June began a month ago, I expected so many positive things to happen. Since school was physically over, I expected my birthday to be a blast, see my friends a lot, and succeed at a lot of endeavors like blogging, school, and other things. But as time went on, many of those things didn't happen or go the way I wanted to even when they did happen. It caused a lot of stress and worry for me, which wasn't helped by the humidity and the warmness of the summer weather. Luckily, a few things did go my way, like my health being alright, seeing all my friends at least once, and doing well on my midterms, which has allowed me to blog again and calm down. June was a difficult month for me for so many reasons, but July is here now, and now it's time to move on, progress, and see where life takes me. We can never tell these things, but hopefully, July is a better month than June!
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Catching Up With An Old Friend
I saw one of my closest friends yesterday that I hadn't seen in ages. It had been so long that we didn't even remember the last time we saw each other, so we were looking forward to doing a lot. When he showed up, we talked, watched a film, and went out to eat. It might not seem like much, but it was, 7 hours to be exact. My only regret was that we didn't have more time, but next time we hang out, we will. It was just great seeing him and catching up, like it always is when you see good friends. Hopefully, in the next few weeks, more good things will come.
Sunday, June 1, 2014
Hello June, Good-Bye May
Today is the first day of June, which I welcome considering how long May seemed. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed May for the most part, and everything that happened during it. I finished college physically, attended my first real wedding, saw friends, family, and loved ones, but it was a hectic time period. I started summer classes, and I went through some difficult personal things that are still on my mind. I'm making amends, but it's hard not to think about what's happened. That's why, I hope June is a great month. It's not only the start of summer, but by then I'll be halfway done with classes and know where I stand. Not to mention, it's my birthday tomorrow, so here's hoping all my dreams/wishes come true.
Thursday, January 2, 2014
New Year's Resolutions
With New Year's day now over, I'm doing what many people are doing/have done, and thinking of resolutions I want to accomplish. Some people are picking "getting a girlfriend", or "winning the lottery" as resolutions, but I don't think that works since it has to be something that you alone can accomplish. Although, if those did count as resolutions, I'd want those same things. Since they don't though, here are some things I want to accomplish this calender year.
In no particular order...
In no particular order...
- Graduate from college: It's my 5th year at school, so hopefully this is the year.
- Stay in contact with one friend from college: This sounds easy, but if you live off campus and are introverted like myself, it's difficult meeting any people.
- Get a job: This needs no explanation.
- Learn to drive: Not something I really want to do, but this would be a major achievement for me and maybe make my life easier.
- Lose 5-10 pounds: For my health and self-esteem.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
The Year In Review
There's only a few hours left in 2013, which is hard to fathom, considering how I never thought I'd make it to this point so many times this year. During those times, things really did feel that bad, but now that I've had some time to reflect, they weren't that terrible; I struggled with family, relationship, and school issues like any person, but I got through them to have one of my best years in ages. Yes, lots of my friends moved away, but I've still been in contact and seen some of them. I got my best grades in school this past calender year, and I've progressed a lot in terms or my confidence, which is important for the future. It's always sad to move on from something good, but no need to feel down, since that just means more opportunities in the future.
It's not New Year's yet, but Happy New Year everyone! Let's make 2014 as great as 2013 was!
It's not New Year's yet, but Happy New Year everyone! Let's make 2014 as great as 2013 was!
I often ask/wonder what New Year's means, and this sums it up pretty nicely
Friday, December 13, 2013
Friends Forever?
As I get older, one of the things that surprises me is how scared I am of lots of things. Most people think you're more scared as a child, but that's only because of age and discovering fear for the first time. Once you get older, I think you get scared about the responsibilities of school, being on your own, and what I've started to notice the past few years, which is that the people who once mattered in my life aren't around that much anymore; it's something that pertains not just to family, but friends as well.
When I was in high school, I had this absurd notion that my closest friends and I would stay friends forever. Where I got this notion from? I'm honestly not sure. I know some of it was from TV because all the shows I watched like Boy Meets World and Saved By The Bell had their friends staying together for life. Another influence were my parents because they both still keep in contact with friends from their childhood. And if they could do it, why not me? My friends and I were close, we were good people, and most of all, we had core values that were unique and made us stick together. But even we couldn't plan for the future. There were other schools outside of state, new job opportunities, the chance to start life anew, or people were just busy with their own priorities if they were still here. It's something that's hard for me to adjust to, but I understand it since we're all getting older now.
Currently, I have what I would define as no social life. Most of my high school friends are gone or too busy with their own stuff. And others, I just grew apart from or had falling outs like all people do. It's sad things ended up that way, especially since at the time, we almost seemed inseparable, but you can't be friends with everyone your whole life, which is why I'm glad for the few friends that are still there for me. We all may still have our whole lives ahead of us, but there's a reason why we're still friends, and I hope we break the trend and do last forever.
When I was in high school, I had this absurd notion that my closest friends and I would stay friends forever. Where I got this notion from? I'm honestly not sure. I know some of it was from TV because all the shows I watched like Boy Meets World and Saved By The Bell had their friends staying together for life. Another influence were my parents because they both still keep in contact with friends from their childhood. And if they could do it, why not me? My friends and I were close, we were good people, and most of all, we had core values that were unique and made us stick together. But even we couldn't plan for the future. There were other schools outside of state, new job opportunities, the chance to start life anew, or people were just busy with their own priorities if they were still here. It's something that's hard for me to adjust to, but I understand it since we're all getting older now.
Currently, I have what I would define as no social life. Most of my high school friends are gone or too busy with their own stuff. And others, I just grew apart from or had falling outs like all people do. It's sad things ended up that way, especially since at the time, we almost seemed inseparable, but you can't be friends with everyone your whole life, which is why I'm glad for the few friends that are still there for me. We all may still have our whole lives ahead of us, but there's a reason why we're still friends, and I hope we break the trend and do last forever.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
The Day After...
As Thanksgiving and Black Friday have come and gone, I can't help but have mixed emotions on them. Yes, they were both memorable events and part of the holiday spirit, but the anticipation for I had before they started came and left before it ever felt like they started. In the large spectrum of food, celebration, and time spent saving money on deals, that may not seem like a big deal since those are the things that count. But I think it matters since people put so much money into getting ready for Thanksgiving by making food, or saving up for that one key purchase, but then like that, it's over. The food you spent hours on is gone in less than an hour, and that thing you wanted to purchase is something you often use sparingly, or don't think enough about to appreciate. I may be thinking too much about this subject, but I can't help it. Thanksgiving is over. And now that it has come and gone, I can't help but feel sad about the reality now everyone will be back at school or at work, instead of doing things that make them happy. Yet, I suppose that's how life is...
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Daylight Savings Time
As autumn progresses on, a few things are certain. It's going to get colder, the leaves are going to change colors, it's football season, and holidays will come and pass. But one thing that has already happened that I don't quite understand is Daylight Savings Time, which happened for everyone yesterday. The concept has existed for years, but even after all this time, I still don't get it. Don't get me wrong, I know that we rewind the clocks back in hour in November and push them back ahead in April, but the concept seems so dumb to me. Supposedly, we're saving an hour on daylight, but all we're doing is rewinding the clocks back. It's not like we added another hour onto the day or something. Also, why do we have to wait till 2am to rewind clocks back, when 1am makes more sense because then the day would actually be beginning? Nothing really makes sense, but maybe I'm just bitter that it gets darker earlier and I have a lot to do this week. Hopefully, I'm just able to wake up on time.
Friday, February 22, 2013
The Mysticalness Of Time
Whenever I'm alone or in deep thought, one of the things I think about most is time. I know that sounds weird because time is pretty much self-explanatory, but to me, time is mystical. It's something that has been around since the beginning of time, it's changed it's look (sun-dial to clock), and it passes by without us even realizing it. Time may seem simple, but it's far from it.
Time has been on my mind a lot recently because of school. We've all had days that we want to end quicker than others. Whenever I have one of those days, I just look at my watch, and watch the seconds and minutes go by. Sometimes some days go by faster than others, but they go by, which always amazes me. It's even more of a stark revelation when it's over a long period of time like a month or a week. I never think that time like that will go by, but then like that, it's passed.
It's kind of scary that time can go by like that without us noticing, but I guess it's something we all have to get used to since the older we get, the less time we'll have. I've been in college for four years now almost, and I still can't believe soon it will have been four years since I graduated high school. Those days still seem so recent since my friends and I talk about it often, but now that some of us are going to graduate, it's a reminder of how much time has truly passed, and how much older we're getting.
Time has been on my mind a lot recently because of school. We've all had days that we want to end quicker than others. Whenever I have one of those days, I just look at my watch, and watch the seconds and minutes go by. Sometimes some days go by faster than others, but they go by, which always amazes me. It's even more of a stark revelation when it's over a long period of time like a month or a week. I never think that time like that will go by, but then like that, it's passed.
It's kind of scary that time can go by like that without us noticing, but I guess it's something we all have to get used to since the older we get, the less time we'll have. I've been in college for four years now almost, and I still can't believe soon it will have been four years since I graduated high school. Those days still seem so recent since my friends and I talk about it often, but now that some of us are going to graduate, it's a reminder of how much time has truly passed, and how much older we're getting.
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