Like a pussy farewell story :D

Hello!

Aeg läheb kiiresti, juba ongi mai kuu ja isegi, et praegu on väga raske koolis, siis mingi osa minust ei taha ära minna ega isegi mõelda selle peale...
Ärkan iga hommik suhteliselt vara ja alustan tööd, ilmselt kaks järgnevat nädalat pole mind elavate kirjas ja teengi tuimalt lihtsalt tööd. Õnneks võin endale pika pai teha, sest eile sain ühe essee lõpuks valmis ja pärast seda oli korraks isegi hea tunne, et olen millegagi lõpuks hakkama saanud ja midagi saavutanud.
Probleem on muidugi see, et ma vahin iga öö nii kaua üleval ja organism on juba nii väsinud, et kurvad mõtted ja melanhoolia hetked on nii kerged tulema. Õnneks tean, et mul on mõned inimesed ümber, kes hoolimata vahemaadest hoolivad ja armastavad mind ja ma juba nii ootan neid! ;) winkwink.
Aga mõtlesin, et mis saab suhetest inimestega kes siin olid, kes on reaalselt siin mulle kalliks ja lähedaseks saanud? Ma ei unusta kunagi seiklusi mäe tipus, või lambi hetki kui on nii naljakas, et hingata ei saa. Kuidas jagatud mure on alati pool muret, kuidas mõnikord pole sõnu vaja, et mõista ja asjadele aega anda. Ma ei unusta kunagi pilte 50 cm pikkustest jointidest ja jutte 'catcorn' idest. :D Hetkedest, mis jäävad igavesti mu südamesse minuga kaasas käima, kusiganes ma ka ei oleks.
Halbadest asjadest ei tasu kunagi kinni hoida!


See postitus tundub nii 'lame' nagu mingi kurb hüvastijätu kiri! Sorry :D

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Time goes fast, it is already May, and even though it is very difficult at school in the moment, then I still have a part of me that does not want to go away, or even to think about it...

I wake up early every morning and start to work, probably the next two weeks I am not going to be among the living people and I will just work-work-work. Luckily, I can I congratulate myself, because yesterday I finally finished one essay, and after that for an hour I even felt good, something is finally done and achieved.

The problem is, of course, that I am up every night for a long time and my body is already so tired of it that sad thoughts and melancholy moments are so easy to come. Happily, I know that I have a few people around who care about me despite the distance, and that they love me, and I'm already looking forward to see them! ;) Wink-wink.

But the thought I am lately thinking are related with the relationships that happened here and will stay here. I will never forget the adventures to the mountain top, or those moments when it is so funny that  I can not breathe. How does a shared concern is always half concern, how sometimes the words have less power than silence, to understand people. I will never forget the picture of 50 cm joint or stories about 'catcorns'. : D moments that will remain forever in my heart and will go with me, wherever I may be.

'' Always leave people better than you found Them. The Greyhound Hug, kiss the broken, Befriend the lost. Love the lonely. ''

I am sorry, that this post looks so pussy, kind of a sad farewell story! Sorry: D I will just miss this place. :/

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