1st was entering primary school
2nd lvl was entering high school
3rd (now) entering university.
Im happy with my results, its what i wanted, and i got it.. so i gotta be nothing but thankful.
Nothings happened much, the usual after uni friends dissapearing. Like yeh, some guys/girls are still trying to see eachother in these holidays, but you can't deny the fact that we are just breaking away from each other. Its like our group in a game, sometimes a player joins another guild.
Eli left to melb, take care; hope to catch up soon and best of luck to whatever you do in the future. And just like that a friends gone. srsly just like that *clicks fingers*, makes you think ey?? all the times you have with your friends dissapear, but then offcourse the memories stay.
The thing about life is. You ALWAYS start back at 1.
Your born ure dependant on a care giver, ure spoon fed, and require a set of hands to change your underwear. You grow.
You're wearing your primary school bag, heavy and freaking box shaped, back at level 1. You finish 7 years of primary school. You grow and become someone different Your back at level 1.
You enter highschool, hair gel'd short and a bittt chubby. You look up and see a freking tall white dude with a hot blonde GF. You see random small eyed skinny short asians with baggy pants playing bball, you wished you were them. You complete 6 years of randomoscity, going through bad,good, sexual, srs, casual experiences. You Grow into someone different. Back at level 1.
You enter Uni, tafe wherever highschool put u to. You face the boss called The World and independance. You wtf at everything.
I can only say up to their, cause i havent unlocked the rest of the levels, only on lvl 3. But if you do make it to the final levels of this game, Age 70-90 etc , you realise its exactly the same as being level 1 when you were first born.
Your back to being spoon fed, a person that needs a caregiver, a person taht needs to help you shit, brush your teeth, eat your food. In the end, Your you again. If your lucky you might rmember the events youve experienced in the life you've had; and thats pretty much all thats differ'ing the you at 80 years old and the you when you were 1.
What im doing in uni, i dont know anyone else doing (Media in MQ) so i guess i will have new friends, same goes to others. In a way i feel freaking good that i can converse with more people. But in a way leaving highschool and friends is like leaving a part of me behind, i guess leaving a part of you behind somewhere is a step to changing and becoming a "newer" person, finding out things you didnt know.
My friends went on schoolies 2 weeks or lsat week ago. I found it interesting how every single one. EVERY single person came home happy. Im lucky to have such a versatile and acceptng bunch of friends, and seeing them so happy and becoming much closer and understanding eachother more in a span of 5 days shows something. Who needs Gold Coast when Port Stephens and a great group of people are there? Its only in my deepest regret that i didnt go.
I dunno if people will read up to here, i guess i dont care; i feel like writing blogs help release stuff thats in my mind, and i srsly feel a lot more happier and grateful after writing this srs essay on life. But srsly people in my graed, look back at the times we had. Yr 11 camp, when i imagine yr 11 camp, i always think of it being clear blue skies green trees and colourful shirts, its a representation of how much happiness the grades given me, all i can remember about it was happiness, its really *duno word* that i can never enjoy that again with the same group of people that i love and "dont love".
And to be honest, i would re do the HSC on nightmare mode, to relive yr 10-12 again, even with assessments. Its worth it.
To sum up my Essay blog, deep srs shit, these pictures shall tell a million words some being: Courage, Domination, determination, quarantine, Jeff, Poynoy, Jeffpoynoy, wobafett.youjustlosthegame.
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