Tomorrow, graduates from my faculty are having an activity. A little get-together to kick-off the holidays. Some of my friends are going there. I'm not sure if they're friends, but they certainly feel like it. The whole point is I really, really want to go. But I feel like a failure . A lot of these people have found jobs after graduating rather fast. I'm still in the same crap I was for 2 and a half years of my 4 at college. I am not sure how they're going to react. I was always friends with the go-getters, the hard-working, the talented because that's the group I felt I belonged to. But now after almost six months of graduation, I feel like such a failure.
Still, I don't know if it's too soon to start talking about failure. Or, au contraire, it's too late and I have always been one. It certainly can't be the second. I've accomplished a lot things in my life, and I am proud of those accomplishments. Still, it can't be too soon to start talking about it.
A few weeks agos, I was flipping through a magazine. A familiar face appeared. I took once class with this girl. She was really pretty. I figure, "oh, look, she's modeling". No, she was not. She was the fashion editor of this high-profile magazine. She graduated just a year earlier.
Something's wrong. I know it's me, but I don't know what to do.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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Hello, Mirella...
U know where am I?
Indonesia!
I visit your blog coz u add "music and writing" as ur interest. Well I love to write songs, even only one I posted in my blog for now. Would u please to visit my blog and enjoy my song? Okay, I'll be waiting for ur comment. We can be friends. Take care.
Bye.
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