It always felt that the bully would always be a stupid moron, but he actually traveled around and seems to be more open-minded and accepting. Same thing for the geeks. Yes, there were worse geeks than me. And they are cool now! Speaking so many languages and being so clever and interesting. The Bitch is still a bitch but then, some people never change. =D
If it's funny from one point of view, it always goes back to being sad somehow. Seeing how me and my closest friends, who I saw and talked to almost everyday for 2 years and who knew me better than myself , aren't that close anymore. Of course we will always like each other a lot and have a lot of mutual respect and consideration, but we're not in each others lives as we used to be. And we never reached that level of friendship we always thought would naturally come after getting freedom from school and obligations. Guess what... Now we have even more obligations, and our free time is spent with those who are closest to us in more ways than just studying in the same class...
It feels like we branch out more and more and get more and more people in our lives and have always less time to interact more intimately. So we end up not being really good friends with half the people we'd like to... Sad but true.
What should I do? I guess I'll just keep doing what I'm doing: having a special few and focusing on them (when I'm not being too lazy). I'd rather have a few best friends than a lot of ok friends. After all, old ideas don't always get discarded. Some always accrue value with maturation. =]
"And when we get home, I know we won't be home at all
This place we live, it is not where we belong
And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own
Going back to get away after everything has changed (...)
So we stand here now and no one knows us at all
I won't get used to this
I won't get used to being gone
And going back won't feel the same if we aren't staying
Going back to get away after everything has changed(...)
'Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind
(Everything has changed)(...)
It's taking up our time"
Paramore - Franklin
2 ...:
Existem diferentes tipos de amizade. Há aquelas que precisam ser regadas e adubadas constantemente. E as que, por terem sido semeadas em terreno fértil, não fenecem nem com o tempo. Hoje em dia tenho mais contatos com amigos virtuais do que reais. Mas com o advento das redes sociais, regatei amizades de décadas atrás, como se nunca tivesse havido hiato. O bom de "envelhecer" é ter do que se recordar, também. Das velhas amizades, por exemplo. E a maturidade tem o seu lado bom, nos dá sabedoria. O lado ruim é que a máquina não é mais infalível. Por isso, o segredo (espero que você aproveite da minha sabedoria) é cuidar da máquina enquanto ela funciona direitinho, alimentar-se bem, exercitar-se, evitar ingerir coisas nocivas.
Voltando às amizades, muitas vezes algumas são importantes durante uma fase da vida, em que existem interesses comuns, afinidades. Mas felizmente nós somos mutantes, sempre existe a possibilidade de interesses novos, consequentemente amizades novas. As antigas ficam numa gavetinha da memória, que quando aberta, nos trazem de volta bons momentos. Todo mundo diz que amigos são a coisa mais importante da vida. Se tudo dependesse da quantidades de amigos que tenho, estaria perdida. Mas tenho poucos e bons, com quem sei que posso contar. Você é um deles! Te amo!
I'll not comment right now cause I'm in a bad trip/vibe/mood/whatever. Sorry.
Allways missing and loving you
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