I Want To Go Back.

Back To My Home

Recently a long lost friend of mine added me on Facebook with her new account. She told me that she saw our grade seven teacher while she was out somewhere with her friend (I didn't get much more info on what happened), and that got me thinking about Begbie.

I dearly miss the days when I used to attend at Begbie. I miss the people. I crave for the all the buried friendships. I want to relive all the moments of triumph, sadness, and everything in between. It's like this one chance meeting has suddenly brought my whole past back to me. It feels like I have been pushing my past behind me, but now there's no point of running.

There is nothing for me at Begbie anymore though. I'm done with that part of life, and I have accepted that. However I plan to make a visit as soon as my schedule allows me. I think it will be good for me, and while I'm not that good of friends with the current grade sevens, I believe that there will be some value of going back.

I would like nothing more than for all of my graduating class to just come together one day and catch up. I'd tell them about all my friends, and they would tell me about how their lives have been wherever they ended up. I've always considered Begbie a home, a place to go whenever I'm unwanted. All I want right now is to just go back to my home.

Just Felt Like Blurting

Seeing I haven't posted in two days, I decided to put up a post. Apologies once again for no supporting/relevant images. A lot of the stuff I talk about either don't require images, or don't fit with images. I mean, if I was talking about death, it wouldn't be nice to put a picture of a grim reaper or a dying person (in my opinion at least). You can pretty much see a few of those awkward posts here and there, so... yeah. Probably won't be any pictures unless it works out.

It's been a depressing few days. Chemistry class is actually taking a lot out of me, but I'm glad that term one is over. It just means that I have a new chance to restart and I can work on consistently getting high marks. I keep on going for reasons though. They're my own reasons, and it works for me. I'm a 7 today. Today wasn't a complete disaster. Oyasumi.