The end is nearing so fast now that I can almost smell it. I have heard talk from my brothers, uncles even my own dad that college is the best years of your life. You are going to live it up in college like you haven ever. Its true you do. But now that I am nearing the end, I realise I am not going to miss this at all. Not by a long shot.
The reason is a little strange. In my first year here, I was a complete ass. The reason for that was an inappropriately large cultural shock. From a city background up north of the country to come down to the most basic of territories to study among super sensitive people was not exactly my cup of tea. So yes I was a jerk who kept to himself shunned people, maybe even showed some arrogance.
However that didnt last. I worked on myself and brought myself down to earth and began hanging out with people. What I slowly realised was that it didnt matter. Dont get me wrong, I did manage to get some friends, great friends mind you. But I seem to have found so many people whose primary goal in life is to bitch about me. But I must admit this, it doesnt bother me at all anymore.
So these four years, what are the good memories I will have? Well all the public speaking I have done will stand out, my memories with my 'booze gang' will always be there... love those guys... I guess somewhere at the back of my mind I will also remember a failed relationship. Why is that a good memory? Well we may not be on talking terms now, but she was a reason I didnt lose my sanity in this place. God bless her. What else? Basketball I guess, I will definitely remember all the fun this sport has given me. Ill also probably miss a few people here. They all made my life a lot better.
But am I going to cry and say thank you to all and say this college rocks? HELL NO. From the bottom of my heart I hate this college. Always will. All those good memories from that paragraph above do not cancel the bad ones I have of this place. I am honestly glad I am leaving and wish to never be reminded of it.
Yes, you are probably wondering why the anger. I dont blame you. In my life so far I have never hated anything or anyone. Dont mean to start that now. But this college is it. I hate it. I was most miserable when I was here and trust me I am a very fun loving guy.
So bottomline, GOOD RIDDANCE!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
not so quick this time
Life seems to me as an endless journey of learning and learning some more. Just when I feel I have got the hang of something, something unexpected hits me. Worst part is, I like it.
I really do. Life is a lot of fun this way. When you begin to realise that no matter how much you plan anything can and most probably will happen to either improve or decrease the chances of that event happening. But I do notice this, each time I have faced an obstacle, I have come out of it stronger and learning something more about life. Its weird in that way. Which makes me want to ask you this question,
How long do you have to live before you run out of things to learn? Is a lifetime actually enough? This line of thought made me realise that I really wish reincarnation is true. That we do take life again in another form after death. Because lets face it, life rocks. It really does. It may suck occasionally but if u learn to pick yourself up its just a matter of time before you start to feel good about yourself. I love that feeling. I love it when i get past a shortcoming. I love it when I make an impact in someones life. I like knowing that I matter. That I have made a difference. Trust me, we all have! If you are thinking I havent, then let me point out to you, your parents. If you are an orphan, well let me point out to you your friends. If you are friendless, let me point out to you, YOU. Yes you read right. Most of the time the biggest difference is in ourself. Why dont we realise that? compare yourself to a year ago. Do you not see a difference in certain mannerisms, in knowledge gained? Everyday you are making an impact on yourself.
Damn I can go off topic so easily. For that matter what was my topic? :D
I dunno, I really dunno. and you know what? I never will know... Thats the best part.
I really do. Life is a lot of fun this way. When you begin to realise that no matter how much you plan anything can and most probably will happen to either improve or decrease the chances of that event happening. But I do notice this, each time I have faced an obstacle, I have come out of it stronger and learning something more about life. Its weird in that way. Which makes me want to ask you this question,
How long do you have to live before you run out of things to learn? Is a lifetime actually enough? This line of thought made me realise that I really wish reincarnation is true. That we do take life again in another form after death. Because lets face it, life rocks. It really does. It may suck occasionally but if u learn to pick yourself up its just a matter of time before you start to feel good about yourself. I love that feeling. I love it when i get past a shortcoming. I love it when I make an impact in someones life. I like knowing that I matter. That I have made a difference. Trust me, we all have! If you are thinking I havent, then let me point out to you, your parents. If you are an orphan, well let me point out to you your friends. If you are friendless, let me point out to you, YOU. Yes you read right. Most of the time the biggest difference is in ourself. Why dont we realise that? compare yourself to a year ago. Do you not see a difference in certain mannerisms, in knowledge gained? Everyday you are making an impact on yourself.
Damn I can go off topic so easily. For that matter what was my topic? :D
I dunno, I really dunno. and you know what? I never will know... Thats the best part.
quick quotes
yes quick quote... thing is im in class right now so i dont know how long i can type this.
Lets see... what do we blog about. You know what, today i would like to tell a story. Its a fun story so just read and temme what you think.
There once was a guy who refused to get angry. No matter what happened he just would not take offence, would smile and quietly walk away. To my knowledge he doesnt hold as many grudges as others normally do. But yes he does hold a few...
Now this guy always travels, walks and is basically seen alone. Not that he doesnt have friends, but he just walks alone seems to enjoy being by himself just daydreaming as he walks.
One day or rather one night as he was sleeping, a thought occured to him. Why am I alone? He couldnt answer this question. Why is he alone? He is a nice person, he is funny and makes plenty of people laugh, he feels he is usually there for people, so why is he alone?
He spent a lot of time asking himself who his closest confidantes are. A few names did pop up but he dismissed them on introspection. He reflected on a failed relationship that still hurts sometimes. But dismissed that person too after some thought.
He then began analysing what he wanted exactly. Did he want a friend? He had people he could call and talk to. Did he want to be in a relationship? He didnt mind single life. So what was it? What was bothering him?
Lets see... what do we blog about. You know what, today i would like to tell a story. Its a fun story so just read and temme what you think.
There once was a guy who refused to get angry. No matter what happened he just would not take offence, would smile and quietly walk away. To my knowledge he doesnt hold as many grudges as others normally do. But yes he does hold a few...
Now this guy always travels, walks and is basically seen alone. Not that he doesnt have friends, but he just walks alone seems to enjoy being by himself just daydreaming as he walks.
One day or rather one night as he was sleeping, a thought occured to him. Why am I alone? He couldnt answer this question. Why is he alone? He is a nice person, he is funny and makes plenty of people laugh, he feels he is usually there for people, so why is he alone?
He spent a lot of time asking himself who his closest confidantes are. A few names did pop up but he dismissed them on introspection. He reflected on a failed relationship that still hurts sometimes. But dismissed that person too after some thought.
He then began analysing what he wanted exactly. Did he want a friend? He had people he could call and talk to. Did he want to be in a relationship? He didnt mind single life. So what was it? What was bothering him?
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