Things had changed and I don't really enjoy it? Who really ever loves changes to begin with, especially when it's for the worse. But I do realize one thing, whether to go forth with a satisfaction of knowing things happen for a reason or rather than sulking and ranting about it all the way. Many times, I find myself leaving in the past where it was happy rainbows and cotton candies. It may seem impossible but I really felt like it not too long ago. Everything just seemed too perfect to a certain extent of amazement and unbelievable wow. Now, when there's a slight change in the plan of furthering into the future, I think, or at least hope to think so, that I'm moving forward with what I'm in control. No more useless nostalgic of how good the good old days were and how I constantly catch myself repeating ' I think we should do that again. Oh, remember what happened? It was so funny. Ahh, memories.' Cause it'll usually ends up with NATO.
Sometimes, what the maxim is mentioned turns out to be true. Some people who comes into your life or rather some interesting events that took place which turned awry doesn't mean it's a bad thing. I won't say it's a waste either because it's these factors that you'll look back and thought, hey, I did have the time of my life and I made it this far.
It's just sometimes,
things change in the process.
Often hoping, it's for the best.
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