When the new quarter of school starts, people are usually happy. I'm not. I greatly fail to see the joy in another quarter gone. Sure, it means that soon summer will be here, but it also means that time is slipping away... that all the moments before this one and the next will never happen again. They say that to live one's life to it's fullest, but how can I accomplish such a feat, if I've never really been alowed to live? Yes, knowladge is a fantastic tool, asset, weapon, etc., but it also takes away form your time to enjoy some of the simpler things in life. There are many, yes, that in fact do take the time to actually smell the roses, but when you realize how short of a time you are allowed, the rose's elegant fregrance seems to dim and falter at the cruel face of reality. The world is both ugly and beautiful. It does not allow gray. It is a world of black and white. And that is all. The whole point of my little schpeal there was to emphasise how little time allows us to do the things we want. How most of our time is spent occupied with the major requirements of our political societies. Times chance, true, but events in the past can never be redone, relived, or remade. That's why we call it "the past".
(I'm really sorry if I depressed anyone here... I just felt kinda sad because time seems to be slipping away from me in great quantities... again, I apologize to any, and all who are either offended, saddened/deprressed, or super sentimental after reading this.)
(btw... I can't spell today... I'm nearly illiterate today as it is...)
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