This was originally to be named as “One Year On”, the reasons for which, will follow. Skip directly to the second paragraph if you want to get on with it. But “One Year On” sounds so generic, so effortlessly made up, to commemorate something that happened one year ago; right, I’m not allowing that to happen.
To the day, one year ago, came around the end of something that I am sure, everybody involved, will look back upon in the brightest happiness; because, that was the time to be and that was the time to do.
I might be taking a dig a specific people through this but they’ll never know and quite simply, that’s the beauty of the whole thing. I also have specific reasons for putting it out on a Friday evening because, I believe a lot of online clicking happens during this time.
We have jobs, we have lives, we have dreams and plans and one year ago, all that was wishful thinking. If you’d asked me if things would’ve turned out this way, a year ago, my, and for that matter, all our answers would have been ‘no’. The blogpost was surely on the cards what with me and my dramatic (read attention seeking) posts.
But, one year on, true love, that one girl standing under the tree, the promises of forever have all changed. Time grinds on and so do we along with it. Separation is temporary but for the three who are out to Germany, you’re gone for four years. The ones that we don’t regularly talk with, there’s still an unsaid bond because, friends are forever. Hate, love, desperation, the promise of things turning; all these come about and fade away. The people stay. You live with them, talk to them on the phone, comment on their Facebook statuses, ping them when they are on the other side of the globe.
In the logical sense of all things to come, college coming to an end is one the most emotionally wrecking things that a twenty year old can possibly go through.
I probably lost my bearing halfway through the post. I assure you it is boring, but, post like this, doesn’t really matter.
Until Next Time!