I came to college with a total different kinda expectations. But what I'm getting here are just about half of what I would like myself to get. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm trying to hard. And, honestly, college can be a scary place. There are so many kinds of people who act in very different ways. All kinds of people actually. But then again, it is also a place of exposure and for us to learn things and to grow up. I guess, it's just the process.
As of now, I only know that the best remedy would be for me to cry. Yeah, as in crying with tears. Well, I can't really explain it. It's just me. Sort of need to cry once in a while. Well, not the kinda crying where people got hurt or sorts. But, through some really sad or touching scenes in movies and the like to channel my feelings, I suppose. How do I put in writing so that everyone can understand me? Well, it's just like a mug. It can only store as much water. When it's full, some have to be poured out before some fresh water can be poured in, right? That's exactly how I am. Weird, I know, but that's just who I am. I used to channel everything through the use of music and drama series. But now, since they are not of reach, I guess it's kinda difficult.
Sometimes we say friends are the next in line after family. Well, that description only makes sense if they are the right kinda friends. Now, I also sorta finally know why people say people from big cities are different to people from small towns. Finally understood.
我不是万能的
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