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Flying away
personals [ Thoughts ]

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by Muresan Laura [laurakm2005 ]

2007-03-04  |     | 



46.A few days ago I read someone’s self description that was needed in order to…”something”. For the first time in my life I was besieged with happiness. I swear I could not help myself thinking: “wow, just great”. I just stood there… and smiled, and smiled again, and again and again.

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Yesterday I realized: I’m really going away. Never actually thought about my departure in another city or another country as I am now. I’m gonna miss, cry; beg for dreams that might bring a little comfort. Still, I’m going to live with sweet memories of my friends, whom I shall rarely see (especially if I am to be at 2000 km away). And even if I remain in this country, someone has already decided to “disappear”, build a better life. Our eyes might never meet again. Don’t know how I’ll be able to bear that when two weeks seemed forever last time it happened.

And now, in the 12th grade I met so many people! I think I’ll be overwhelmed by that emotion. Someone told me: “That’s life”, my reply was something like this: “Then I want to defy it”. I do not want to break relationships with certain individuals and see them almost never. A friend said: “I had three people for whom I cared a lot. Now one is in America, one in France and another God knows where. We fell apart so easily… despite the fact that we knew each other since kinder garden”.

Not fair!!!

Now, I would write some more thoughts, but I have to go, the Romanians’ “Valentine’s day” is calling me in a club. That’s what it seems……..

Saturday, 24 February 2007

21:35:02


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