Reflection

 Reflection

     As the last quarter comes to an end, many were taught to me but few remained in my brain. I haven't been able to improve at all-not in academics at least, I keep slacking off, being lazy, being un motivated to do anything productive, the least I could do is try but I keep being inconsistent in doing so.

     The reason why I pushed through was first because of my mother and second is my friends, life likes to rub on my face that time is constant and time can never be bought back-meaning we can never re live these moments ever again, I hate the thought of that-the thought of probably knowing we won't ever speak like this again as friends. I keep trying not to grief the time we have left together as classmates and just enjoy it until the day of our graduation comes but almost everyday this month-during every ride home, I wept.

     In the end, it's okay because eventually-as time goes on, we'll meet new people like friends, enemies and who knows maybe a partner. Nothing really lasts forever and only the memory we have are what stays-the rest will ultimately perish and so are we. 

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