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Saturday, October 2, 2010


University life.

It’s a strange and wonder experience that I’ve quickly adapted to (ok maybe not so much the 6am starts, but they’ll grown on me....well at least the energy drinks will) New people, new setting, new format and teaching approach. With so much new, and so little of my past life to cling onto, I’d thought it would be hard to find my way and carve my own path. Granted it isn’t easy, nothing worthwhile ever is, but through the hell, pain and torture of what tertiary education can be and thrust you against, one thing has remained constant. The fact that friends can pull you through.

There is so much you can do as an individual, you can work as hard as you can, never miss a lecture (haha ok SOME of us never miss a lecture....but....it’s not exactly compulsory so don’t judge XD) always be determined and never leave your desk, but in the end, without people to share your experiences with, without someone there you can talk to, rely on or just have a general conversation with, everything else just seems....bland, almost pointless. After all when we graduate (not saying IF because I know we’re all capable of doing it) we are entering a world where human contact is inevitable. The people we know today will most likely be a great part of our lives in the future, these bonds we create could last a lifetime, and some have already endured years and years.

We are all homo sapiens. We thrive on partnership and yearn for connections and contact. The ones we create, and even destroy, define us and the society in which we contribute to. Keep making new friends, but never forget the old. Each has a meaning, a purpose and a bears possibilities and support beyond comprehension. It’s just how it works sometimes.

Friendship doubles our joy and divides our grief.-- Swedish proverb


alone at 2:37 AM