Time really flies.
When I graduated from college, I really didn’t know what to do. (Oh really?). It was pretty obvious that I had to look for a job and start getting used to corporate America, but before I delve into that lifestyle, I wanted something special….maybe memorable.
I just made a lot of trips back and forth from my town Weston to Gainesville, because I thought I would have a better chance of getting a job if I apply in college town. My trips were pretty frequent, because if I did get an interview, it happened to be in Gainesville. I ended up staying up at Michael’s place, where I was able to feel like home with their hospitality.
And because if this, I spent a lot of money on gas. I did not worry about it because as soon as I found a job, I would not have to spend this much money on gas. But something happened. I couldn’t say it was exactly bad, or good, but something really special.
I still remember how it happened. I had to go up to Gainesville for interviews and Michael couldn’t let me stay at his place for the first few days in Gainesville. So I ended up staying at another friend’s place until I was move into Michael’s place.
But like I said, something happened…with another friend’s roommate…
because of this, I didn’t end up in Michael’s place for the whole time I stayed in Gainesville.
It is really weird. The feelings that I have for her. I can’t explain it. Even as I am writing this, my head is in a state of chaos just trying to explain what my feelings towards her is. It is just there. If I ‘m there with her I’m happy, and if I am not, I feel so devastated. No reasons…I just feel it.
I feel like the richest man on earth when she is next to me, but when she is taken away from me, I am the poorest. I try so hard not to think about her, but that is so hard that I just let her consume my mind.
What really pisses me off is that we are bound to part in the near future…I mean real near future. And people say that we could always keep in touch and all that, but when you are half a world across away, what am I suppose to do?
I let this thinking kill me for about a few days and I just realized, I should enjoy this moment when I can. If I really wanted to see her, fuck it. Drive 5 hours just to see her, because in the near future, I could only hear her voice at the best, and just chat with her.
Until she leaves, I trying to spend every second with her. I don’t want to think about how sad I am going to be when she leaves, but I want to think about how much time I can enjoy with her so I won’t lament it in the future…because after all….time is flying….even now.

. We had this conversation about women, and she talked about men. I took it very seriously, ( I don’t know if she did), but she was one of the few girls who actually listened to my opinons about girls, rather than being a bitch about it like some other immature ones. I really enjoyed that conversation though…too bad we did not have that many..