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sometimes, i sit outside and look up into the windows of people i don't know. and it makes me wonder who they are, what they're doing, where they've come from. not in that creepy peeping-tom kind of way... it just makes me wonder. are they partying? are they thinking? are they wishing they were home where everything and everyone is familiar? i don't know many of the people here. only a hand full, probably not even that many. i wonder if they've broken hearts, or had theirs broken, or if they have dreams, or if their dreams have been shattered.
wow. i'm a loser. but, yeah.
college is weird. its hard to believe that my first semester is almost over and that i've already planned out my schedule for the spring semester. life goes by so fast. people weren't kidding when they said that life goes by a whole lot faster as you grow older. its scary. i still have no idea what i want to do with my life. i have so many ideas, but i have no idea how to fulfill them. maybe one day i'll know. (probably when i am 40 years old with kids and a husband.) i want to be happy when i'm older. i want to look back and know that i lived life the way i wanted to live it. sometimes, i look back on my life thus far and get disappointed. there are experiences that i hear about that i have never had. that i wish i had. i know i can't change the past, so i should just content with my experiences because they have shaped who i am today.
ok. i'm done reminiscing.
goodnight
wow. i'm a loser. but, yeah.
college is weird. its hard to believe that my first semester is almost over and that i've already planned out my schedule for the spring semester. life goes by so fast. people weren't kidding when they said that life goes by a whole lot faster as you grow older. its scary. i still have no idea what i want to do with my life. i have so many ideas, but i have no idea how to fulfill them. maybe one day i'll know. (probably when i am 40 years old with kids and a husband.) i want to be happy when i'm older. i want to look back and know that i lived life the way i wanted to live it. sometimes, i look back on my life thus far and get disappointed. there are experiences that i hear about that i have never had. that i wish i had. i know i can't change the past, so i should just content with my experiences because they have shaped who i am today.
ok. i'm done reminiscing.
goodnight