It was four years ago when I first stepped into my school. I was so exited and nervous. Meeting all those new people and not even remembering their faces was a nerve-recking experience for me. And i guess for them all. My first year there was a blast. New people, new friends. It seemed so great that I barely kept in touch with my old friends back at home. Then, suddenly, one of my friends from back home told me that she was leaving. Immigrating. She opened my eyes to the importance of my friends. not just the new ones, but the old ones too. I felt so bad that she was leaving and that i didn't spend too much time with her. I made sure i was active online. i always e-mailed her. when she came back to stay for good, i felt better. only for a while. cause another friend had to leave...
eris_apprentice · Fri Mar 21, 2008 @ 03:03pm · 1 Comments |