The Starbucks rendezvous.
Hey, looks are deceiving – I’m not that heartless lol; Actually kinda sentimental, thank you very much.
Class, is just a place where everyone comes together to study. That’s what i told my class rep. 2 years back, and i still stand by it. Hey, class never really felt like a closely-bonded society that everyone envisions it to be, surrounded by the class spirit and all. That said, that’s because I never felt that tad bit attracted to anyone in class (not in the romantic way, duh). No matter what, class always ends up as a congregation of multiple cliques. You interact, but that’s only because you have to, and it’s rarely sincere.
But of course, there are people who will make a difference – The people you spend most of your time with and actually care, the people you work with for long hours on the same common problem with, the people that break your heart but make you strive to be better at the same time, the people that just make your day. Heck, as time passes by, even that one random schoolmate you barely talk to can make your day and cause you to grin like a small kid with candy.
I’m sorry, it isn’t that I don’t want to spend time with y’all. You guys are nice people, but you all aren’t fun people. We can hang out and have conversations, stay in school for long hours and go through thick and thin together. But for god’s sake, there’s a line between a social life and a life stolen by your friends. Let people go when they want/have to, you aren’t everything in one’s life – You’re barely important, suck it up. People will choose to hang out with you if they’re sincere about it and because they want to, not because you and your bunch of friends collaborate in pressurizing one to hang out with you.
It ain’t my fault you guys aren’t nice to hang out with. We all have to choose our own friends, and I’ll be damned – I’m not choosing any of you. Classmates? Let’s leave it at that, I’m sorry. We can be nice and work together, but I for one am sure I do not want to take out my social/domestic/non-existant life out just to sit in a room somewhere in Clementi on a hill doing nothing productive and slap on the verb “socializing” on that mindless activity.
On the flip side, The Andersonian Body is one heck of a comfortable position to be in. I know I raged much about EVERY class I’ve been in, and never really said to belong to any class, but hey at least we cared for each other, looked up to the same teachers, engaged in the same activities, etc. The moment you step into Anderson, you at least feel a sense of belonging. Pardon me but when I step into Ngeeann, it feels magnificant, but that’s all it is. It isn’t a sense of belonging, it’s a sense of “Damn, I’ve got the freedom to do everything I want to do……what do I want to do?” It’s so big that I’ve lost all direction in life.
When you meet the people that actually made a difference in your life, no matter how minute, that’s when you realize how the little things in life make you smile. That’s when you realize that it ain’t the mainstream stuff that makes you contented, but the small little things you treasure that people laugh at you for that make a difference. Even though you don’t get to interact with everyone from school, going through the same things for the same 4 years, there’s just that magical bond between everyone.
A rendezvous with a girl at starbucks. A random meeting between to ex-Andersonians. So much in common. So much to talk about. The magical connection where people just click, and can spend a few hours together happily and significantly. A day which I actually enjoyed and did not feel that going out was a waste of time. A day where I sat at starbucks till 11PM. The day where her laughing at me run after my bus made me feel so happy that at least I made her laugh albeit her being all stressed out with school. The bond that us Andersonians have where we just care for one another despite not being in the same class, despite barely knowing each other, despite spending any/much time together. It’s the small things like these where you help someone you know who’s in the same, or worse, situation than you that make you feel good, and human.
Albeit the short memories, they were more significant then spending a whole day with my current class. Sorry class, I’m just being honest. I enjoyed myself spending a short hour with a random ex-schoolmate more than a whole day out with y’all – really.
Only when you realize, do you realize how much the small things matter. And when you realize, that’s when your heart melts and you find yourself going gaga so easily over everything.
To you, stay strong. Life’s harsh, but what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. You can do it; don’t second guess yourself. You chose a path, stick to it. Turning back and starting all over is just a waste of time despite how much the grass looks greener on the other side. (you will probably never read this anyway lol)
Cherish life.
