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Tears of Confusion


Entering Spring semester of my first year of college, 

Exciting right? 

matter of fact no, 

Confusing is the word.

I missed my dorm, 

my roommates, 

my routine, 

my friends,

my college!

So what was missing? 

I remember a late night sitting in my balcony crying by myself realizing that I have changed especially this spring semester. 

I realized, 

I liked to be alone, 

I did not want certain people as my friends anymore because I do not think they motivate me, 

I like being busy, 

I love eating healthy, 

and lastly, I realized 

That if it is not meant to be it will not be but if it is, it will happen for me. 

I was not sad but more confused and asking questions to myself, 

will I lose the extrovert in me?

will I lose my silly personality?

will people judge me for being a health freak? 

All of this was so brand new but I knew that it was who I was, 

It is who I am today, 

And as the time went by it got difficult sure but I can now say I know myself and am in tune with who I truly am.

 

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