HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY HAPPY EASTER! :D hope you all get tonnes of chocolates, but also remember the real reason - JESUS. JOHN 3:16. PREACH IT GUYTH!!!
Anywho, just wanted to talk about some stuff. Epiphanies and the deep Wang stuff I think about on the train :P
Uni. I hated it the first two weeks. I thought the environment was stuffy and pretentious, the people were stuffy and pretentious (and I've been to USYD before, so that's sayin' something about UNSW), the work load was too much provided that the lectures and tuts are pretty shit, the food was too expensive, the toilets were crap, people smoked, and an orIGINAL SIZED BOOST COSTS $6. I WAS FCKN DONE. I didn't like it at all, but in all honesty, it has grown on me. I mean, all my problems could be solved.
I accepted that uni wasn't going to be like Hurlstone, where everyone's going to be open and friendly. You're going to run into people who think their better than you, and yknow what? Screw them. You're going to run into douchebags and TBs and impolite assholes, and screw them too. Hurlstone was a utopia, but I guess this is the real world now (so so much cheese guys, I'm so sorry hgfjdks).
But I like the independence. I like writing notes and studying for myself. I like having time to myself. I love the HAHS kids and the new people I've met are pretty rad, but I love to be alone. I just hate feeling alone. I get me, and I don't need to explain me to myself. At times, I am my own best company.
And onto another topic, f r i e n d s. I think uni has given me the opportunity to get to know the HAHS kids I didn't really talk to, and in all honesty, they're actually pretty decent. There's this one guy who I couldn't stand for longer than 5 minutes at a time during high school, but it's grown to almost a couple of hours as we spend one day at uni together with the same lectures and tuts. And yknow what? He's actually pretty cool. He's honest, he's laidback, tells me stooff, and yeah, I might tell him to stfu sometimes, but he takes it like a man HAHAHHAA. He's someone I know I can rely on, and in the 0.0000000000000000000000000005678657% chance that he's reading this too, I'm here for you brah x 556787578.
A very good friend told me that you're good friends with someone, not based on how much you keep in contact, but whether or not you can rely on them. Some may disagree, but I wholeheartedly agree. There are people out there who I haven't talked to in yonks, but we both know that if we got into shit, we would have no hesitation calling each other up and giving a helping hand.
But sometimes, sometimes, you don't know whether you should keep being friends with someone. Whether it should be an acquaintanceship instead. You know that feeling when you put in all the effort, but get nothing back? I know I try to be all man, but I'm still a sensitive 5 year old, so of course I take it to heart. But not anymore guyth. I know that somewhere, OUT THEEEEEEEERE, BENEATH THE PALE MOONLIIIIIIIIIIIGHT are people who won't take me for granted.
That's all really. I'm still a silly first year who doesn't know where the toilets are, still that silly girl that doesn't want to go out and just wants to stay at home and eat peanut butter choc croissants and watch garbage. But believe it or not, I am growing up. It's just a little slower than everyone else, and in a different way. I'm happy with where I am right now.