I'm currently on a family trip and there's no justification as to what leads to this post.
Maybe it's for the fact that the trip is about to come to an end and I'll be on my way home, or maybe it's something else.
It's funny, how I have begun to grow sick of this place and feeling terribly homesick, but there's just something back home that makes me want to stay away, kind of want to stay on a trip for a long, long time.
Three of my friends are leaving to Australia to further their studies in less than 2 weeks time. The thought of it really saddens me. You see, they are not just any friends, but the ones who have always been around. Bryan, who has been my best buddy since high school. Bobby, who has been my close friend for 13 years and Brian, who I've been seeing almost everyday for the past few years. It's not going to be the same without them. No one likes changes, and certainly neither do I.
Then it hits me. It's not just them who will be leaving. Few years down the road, everyone will be leaving this circle, even I myself, will be flying to UK. There's just no stopping to this, because we all gotta move on somehow, and there's no promise that we will ever find something like this again. We can look back, smile, laugh, joke about the times we used to have, but one thing for sure, we can never relive those moments. So have I treasured those times enough to bid farewell?
Up to this point, you probably be laughing at this silly post. "Come on, this is just part and parcel of life."
I know, believe me I do, but all I'm saying is this part of life is really a pain in the ass, a pain in the heart.
I can never be good with farewells, I guess this is the part they tried to warn me about growing up.
-Kenneth
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