End of Days

The end is near. No, I am not refering to apocalypse. I am talking about college. It's over, finally, and am I glad?

For some time now, I have been frustrated by the amount of small-mindedness that goes on in our college. And I so much wanted college to end. I felt the world was preparing something major for me, and that the curtains would rise once college got over. I am scared, thrilled, overjoyed and not even slightly sad.

True, I woudln't be able to hang out with my college mates, but I am not sure I can stand that anymore. It was fine while it lasted but all good things must come to an end. Familiarity breeds contempt.

I am scared by my way of thinking. What if I get bored with family? With someone close? If familiarity bred contempt, then intimacy would be a disaster! Or would it?

I may have mentioned this before : with a lot of people, silence is awkward. Only with those very few is that silence just right. And when that person comes along, words don't matter. It would be a case of 'I thought you so' instead of 'I told you so'!

Well, I am deviating from what I have come here to say today. It's au revoir to college. I have plans of doing MS but as I said earlier, Shit Happens when I start planning. So, I am just gonna sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. The road is still long. The night is still young.