Things you won't have time for when you're 20+ and out of college:
Sitting on random chairs in Westside to pass your time.
Complaining of the lecture room you're in. (3rd floor, all the way in the hostel building!)
Buying pink polka dotted umbrellas.
Talking on the phone till sunrise. (You'll always have someone beside you who'll mind it)
Having sleepover marathons.
Having long conversations over notes (pieces of paper passed around) and text conversations.
Making gifts.
Roaming around at 2 in the morning till you find ice-cream.
Whiling away time sitting in the foyer.
Reading into jokes.
Making 10,000 alternate predictions of how your life is going to turn out.
Spending hours converting videos.
Spending so much time on facebook, you know life histories of people that you might not even recognize in the real world.
Fighting over time. (You'll be a culprit yourself)
Dancing for no reason.
Watching all the movies that release every Friday.
Movie marathons. With tubs of popcorn.
Playing board games. Playing with soft toys.
Fighting with your parents over allowance.
Sunday dinners.
Getting out at 5 in the morning for a walk with your friend.
Doing things you felt like.
Time is running by so fast.
I don't even remember when and how I reached here.
But I know these times are not gonna come back.
We're either not going to have a vacation for life or be on a vacation for life.
Either way, the "real world" out there is going to be a tad bit harsh.
So, let's keep smiling and make memories that'll last us forever.
Guys, please feel free to add your own tid-bits of fun! :)
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4 comments:
Sounds like great times indeed. this list of things flows like no other list i ever seen, very nice poem i think.
hey, thanks
not a poem though :)
just a flow of thoughts
but yeah, great times for sure!
Watching the leaves fall in slow motion outside classroom windows
Taking notes as season change and days melt into nights
Walking in shadows of a thousand souls
that you read in your well chosen books
Dream holidays of being one with our families smoking in staircases
Exchanging stories in empty hallways when the heater broke down
Breaking the silence in the libraries, with our sincere laughter that
Will echo for all whom sat at our seats that we liked the most
Growing into something unexpected,
These words will be our ghosts of some sorts
A message in the bottle from days when the sun was a little younger
Watching our breath steam in cold winter days waiting for the bus
Hoping you let me hold your hand today and carry your books for you
Our little picnics in our secret place behind the football fields.
-Playing with a Barbie doll house on Valentines day!
-Watching Ingmar Bergman and getting home in half an hour(in a taxi, and then auto!)
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