I have to admit, I drag myself everyday. For a couple of years now, I’ve been doing this routine: To wake up earlier than the rooster’s call for a day’s start-To go to school and do what is needed to be done (academically-personally and others)-And of course, to get back home exhausted.
Well, don’t get me wrong. I am not having any plans on becoming a bum. I like the pressure of doing something and actually learning something useful in the coming years.
If I am not bothered by the workload, well what am I really complaining about?
Until now I still can’t call the place I spend my hours awake as a second home. After 3 years now and running, I just can’t. To be honest, I prefer eating alone even today. I mean why not? Besides the fact that I can sleep whenever I’m done eating, I still call my company as companions. (Well, it doesn’t mean that I don’t trust them. I trust a few but mostly….time will tell)
As a U2 song goes “Stuck in a moment, now you can’t get out of it”. I find myself in a wrong place, Isolated in my own niche.
What a relief for me to see same old guys again last friday. I really need it badly. Thank you guys you know who you are. Thanks for bringing me a few years back. You don’t hear me say this quite often but I really appreciate all of you.
But you know what, If I hadn’t been stuck in this place… My dream will never ever be coming to a reality. A dream will still remain a dream. Now, it still hasn’t materialized yet but definitely in the construction phase. My dreams of becoming a doctor is still intact (and so is my testicles!). And most of all I will never be meeting the person I can call my love. In the most unexpected place, in a place I can (almost) justifiy as hell; I found the one who i trully fell in love with (in the purest meaning of the word) and loved me back in return (in the purest meaning of the word..again).
I’m far from back pedalling. I’ll squirm if I have to.