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Varsity Blues
This year it kinda struck me that these people were in their First Year when I was doing my Final. Goodness, that long already? This will probably be the last year I'm attending coz next year there won't be anyone I know.
Time does fly when you're occupied with life. Tup tup it's been 3 years of my working career. Did I imagine myself to be in this position 3 years ago? Heck not. Regrets? Not a single drop.
I've noticed that I'm more appreciative of the things that I have in life. Things doesn't seem to be so complicated as it was, say...even a year ago. Finally I could say, I have a goal in life to achieve. I'm just starting out on the roadmap.
But in planning for the future, I always like to think of the past. The past never really left me. It doesn't drag me. It just sits on my shoulder to be looked upon when I need to. And I like it that way. Because on occasions like the above, it made me realised what kind of person I used to be. Who my friends were. At a time when 'Who I am' is not defined by the car that I drive or the size of my paycheck. Not that I've changed much. But in some ways, I have changed.
The absence of a few friends that night made me realise all this. What happened to us? Why are we seeing ourselves in a different light? I guess people move on. People change. Memories? Well, they're always the same, aren't they?