changes.
Before I even hit college, my Dad would always tell me that my college days would make up the best years of my life... It's an entire phase of meeting new people, figuring yourself out, and all the adventures in between. Funny how my first year in college was anything but. I had to go through an entirely difficult, and somewhat painful phase... I had never left home before, and till I set foot in college, the word "insecurity" meant nothing in my vocabulary. It's been two years since my initiation, and looking back, it's been such a whirlwind of laughter and tears. I recently saw a pic of me taken just before I even enrolled, and I couldn't even recognize myself! So much has changed, and although I'd like to think that I have changed for the better, it scares me to think that I might change too much... I used to have a no-fuss carefree attitude. But these days, I seem to be particular about the silliest things. There are just sooo many happenings. Sooo many changes. It's too fast. Sometimes, I don't know who I am anymore... or if this is the real me. Mom says I'm not the girl she used to know. Dad says he didn't expect me to be this different. *sigh* Just when I thought I had passed the identity crisis stage, the fucked up phase goes and pays me a visit...
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