One day we’ll be old…

This song below was quite a hype here at the start of my life at university. That’s only about two months ago, but it feels like ages. How young was I back then… Eightteen in fact, just like now. But it was just the start of the schoolyear, and I couldn’t know what was about to happen. By now I feel at home in my room in that city far far away from my home. I’m used to life there, and it is a good life for sure. I can’t remember much empty Thursday nights. Everything went even better than expected. Everything went great.
But now I sort of feel like I’ve lost it. Of course, my life will still be good and nice and everything, but the people you spend your days with can really change things. If you don’t see them anymore, if they won’t be around anymore, life won’t be as much fun as with them around.
I try to be rational about these things, I don’t want to return to my old, dramatic self, and yet sometimes I really need to let go of these sort of thoughts. Life will be different! Will it ever be as fun as it was again? Will there be people like you around? Are you a condition for good times?
Let’s hope everything remains its good self. Let’s hope I can tell lots of good stories when I’m old. I’m working on it, but it could be better. There could be more stories, better stories. For years I haven’t had a much exciting life. But maybe this is as exciting as my life will get.
One day we’ll be old. Time goes really fast, I can feel it already. I don’t want to miss chances. I just want to be young and spend my time with friends, doing things I like. Like everyone else in fact. Give me stories. Give me people. Give me those nights I start to miss so hard…

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  1. How long until you and your friends are back at school?
    One nice thing is University really does expand your horizons. I hope you don’t get so jaded that going home becomes anathema to you (as happened to many of my friends), and that you don’t have to force yourself to fit back in either.

    And keep making your own stories – the ones you’ve told so far have been great!

    • The great return will be at the second week of Ferbruar… That’s like age from now :).
      I still like being at home, because my dance classes are here, and I can see my friends who don’t go to the same university as me again. And yet, my life here seems to have shriveled.
      I don’t know Guapo, I’m afraid I’ll never have such stories like yours to tell ;).

  2. Addie

     /  December 28, 2012

    I love your posts–the body of an 18 year old, the mind of an old soul.

  3. Life ebbs and flows. Take the good times and good energy and stock pile it to hold you through the down cycles. Pace yourself. NBI, you have a beautiful introspective spirit. You’ll never be far from a life that will keep you on your toes, figuratively and, in your case, literally. πŸ™‚
    You are loved by many. It’s all good.

    • You’re right with what you say, but how long can you survive on a few very, very good memories? Don’t they need to be created over and over again? I’m afraid I won’t be able to create such memories as I have done last two months.
      But hell, ‘ll just wait and see and hope for the best.

      Thanks for your nice comment, Lisa. I’ll be on my toes so I can wave at you ;).

  4. Getting old is depressing, but with each year something good happens. New friends, new love interests, new opportunities. All kinds of fun stuff so it’s kind of bitter sweet. Don’t think about your life passing you because you might miss it! Hah I think Ferris Beuller said something like that. Have you seen that movie, Ferris Beuller’s Day Off? It’s so good! πŸ™‚

    • I haven’t, I haven’t… There’s like a gaping hole where my knowledge of movie should be :).
      You’re right, with each passing year you’ve got more great memories. And crappy ones, but let’s focus on the remarkable ones who give plenty of stuff to talk about ;).

  5. I feel this way most of the time… This time thing, it’s so unforgiving 😦

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