Don't You Remember?

The last few years have been an inspiration to me. The people I’ve gotten close to, the things I got to do and the things that I can’t imagine living without anymore are all an inspiration for me to never forget that amazing things can happen. We’re about to graduate and leave a huge and important part of our lives behind but I don’t think any of us will forget the moments we’ve spent here, in InCrEdIbLe InDiA (douchey…). We take all of this for granted and now when it’s the end of something so big like our childhood, we realize all the things we haven’t done yet, are reminded of all the things that we missed out on. If there’s something I don’t want to leave with, it’s regrets. I think I consider myself sometimes as someone who lives the moment even though I only do that when things come to an end. That’s when I realize I can’t leave knowing that I didn’t do or say what I wanted to. This one time my mom sent me to Ireland to learn English… awkward pause… and I realized I hadn’t said goodbye to some people from a different language course that were about to leave, so I woke up early and ran to the bus station to then run around the surroundings of Cork to find some church that they were supposed to leave at. There are SO many churches in Cork. All because I felt like I was a spontaneous person who does crazy things just to not have regrets. I must admit I sound like a complete freak who doesn’t know what she’s talking about and who obviously doesn’t have a very big life experience. So this story of running to a bus seems really useless right now but I’m going to leave it in for the LOLS. So India. One of the things I’m most grateful for is that I’ve discovered so many flaws on me here. That sounds weird but it’s a good thing. I’m so impatient, I can be so grumpy and I have too high expectations of everything. But whatever, let’s talk about the good times. I’ve spent nights just driving around in Tuk Tuks with my friends in ‘cold’ winter nights, being surprised by a huge troop of cows blocking the way. Finding taxis or Tuk Tuks in general has been a big part of living in India… and I realize that’s a weird thing to say but I’m considering this to be a creative stream of thoughts so… TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT. But seriously, so many good things happened. And maybe senior year wasn’t the best, or as good as I expected but it doesn’t matter because everything that did happen made me stronger (douchey reference to Kelly Clarkson…). One of the hardest things I had to do this year was say goodbye to people that mattered the most to me last year. It’s always hard to let go of a best friend, not knowing if or when you’ll see them again. SINCE I AM AN OPTIMISTIC PERSON I believe that you always meet people twice in your life (once counting as in India obviously…). So I would like to invite you all to my wedding so I can see you all again. And this is probably the stupidest thing that has ever been written BROS, but I’m going to miss you and I like you all a lot.