Monday, May 6, 2013

It's Just What I Imagined

Hello all!

I say hello towards the end of my semester. Which means that I'm a little more than one month away from having only two years left to graduate. This fact is like a permanently hovering bubble around me right now since my seniors had their farewell a couple of days ago. Looking at their pictures from their first year and seeing how much they've grown is making me oddly anxious about my own time to leave. And I'm considering the possibility that maybe, just maybe, two years isn't as long as it sounds like, and that perhaps I may feel as emotional as everybody around about leaving this place. I'm considering the possibility that there may be some truth to the idea that living in hostel, at a time when we're all moving towards real adulthood (not the "I'm 16!! I know all about life" - kind) makes strong bonds. 

But until that time comes, I'm not going to know, am I? So let's not worry about it. 

So yesterday when I was out, I saw this little girl sitting behind her father on a scooter and I remembered the times in my childhood when I used to sit on the scooter behind ma or pa. I used to sit backwards, which meant that I could look at the vehicles coming towards us, veering to one direction or another, and I could even look into the cars behind us and the people inside talking or eating or whatever. And I used to find it most entertaining. Obviously, I used to hate traveling in cars because you were in this cooped-up, little metal box; there's no ease of movement, no wind, less visibility of the fun things on the road. I think that's when I decided that I would buy a motorbike when I started working. I hope that when I actually do get a job, I still have the courage to go ahead and spend that much money on a vehicle that is considered unsafe, doesn't provide safety from the weather and has this whole 'risky driving' tag associated with it. 

Anyway, listen to Lost In My Bedroom by Sky Ferreira.

So happy here 

Everything's fine 

It's crystal clear 
It's just what I imagined 


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