Graduation Day

January 30th 2010.

Graduation day.How shall we celebrate? No, what is there to celebrate? The vague plans ahead? The seemingly dying dreams? The sudden inability to do what used to be the things you loved most due to the sudden lack of inspirations? The people you no longer get to see every day? The unimaginable future followed by the urgent need to go back and be a kid? Or the way you keep thinking of the future while, reality check, you alraedy are living in the future? Already answering that one question you used to ask 5, 7, or perhaps 10 years ago: "what's gonna happen in the future? yeah like 5--or 7 or ten--years from now?" Know what i mean?

You know what's even more depressing? It's remembering how you used to embrace graduations with hope, dreams and definitely less of these depressing thoughts. You then think, where did things go wrong?

Melancholy's best moment indeed.


would you believe me if i told you now i'm not all this depressed and that this writing is meant to be nothing but a somewhat dramatic effect on this much overrated day of celebration? :)