Learn before life teaches you

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“Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it is not the end.”

 
I havent ran out of words to say, or things to think. I just have decided to keep alot to myself nowadays. 2015 has been good to me, really. It was pretty much all smiles and laughs. And pretty much alot of things has been happening, too. Major things, I might add. So, call me weird.. but I kind of miss the feeling of being sad about something and reading lines that touches my heart and give me the urge to blog about it. 
Ive been staying away from depressing songs, and again, call me weird but I miss lying in bed in the dark and think about the past, the present, and the future. I miss long car rides or walks in the rain or under the sun with music blasting through my earphones. I still, and will always, do that sort of thing, but still..  God, am I saying I miss the feeling of content or complete?
 
I must be going bonkers.
 
So anyway, Im not saying life is anywhere near perfect. But like I stated up there, I seem to be missing those ups in life. So, sure. I guess you can call me weird. I mean, even think so too sometimes. But God, I am absolutely NOT wishing for anything bad. I swear. Im happy with life, and I hope it gets better. Amin.
I wonder how the world is doing.. I hope things are going content for everyone unlike me and my weird desires and feelings. 
 
I miss home. I miss my family. But things has been really hard lately. They made me think twice about building a family. And dad asked me if i want to continue doing specialist after degree. *sigh i dont know 

 

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