Tarahson

Tonight am remembering all my friends far away from me, they are always part of my memories. the laughs nd jokes we entertained each other is no longer there, maybe we tell stories of our new friends whom sometimes seem strangers. am not promised of lifetime friendship but people who know who you are, is part of enjoying life.

my friends are great people to share great moments, I didnt informed all my friends that I was going to begin a new life far away home, but the few i informed, I told them it would be different, trouble and funny because my perspective. i cant feel no more the the greatness of the life with best friends. Ya know, sometimes we sit in coffee shops drinking our favo Cappuccino, macho and I tell them stories of what happened after and what we gonna do, the deadlock decisions we use to have, we louder laughter we scare the new comer, sometimes i disappoint them abandoning their suggestions or even make em feel guilty. so many enjoyable moments past.

its selfishness when we dont pick the line to say hello for minutes, its disappointing when we dont drop mail while some browse for long hours. i know i didnt do enough to share moments with my friends but deep in me there is always a place for them, their words echo when am left bored in this lonely crib or times when am doing something we use to do together.

Now am feeling different, different from who i use to be, someone so strange where ever he goes like fox in sheep's den. i dont know if i dont look the same everyday when i see people staring at me just to have a look of me. or its i meet new people every moment i step out of my doorstep. i wish i could read whats running through their minds, and what they think of me........ maybe which animal i might be? or what? dont get me wrong its just what i go through evryday.
My life is full of unanswered questions since i arrived here and no one is hoping to answer, i have to wait but its taking too long, i hope it will be soon. maybe best friend would feel what i mean.

The pain, the questions...the misunderstanding... Part of me thinks that I am getting what is due. I have up and left friends

I made friends, some kind hearted others difficult to understand coz of their strange attitudes and barriers(beliefs or culture). am in diverse society with people from different backgrounds, some totally never heard of their countries other disgust black from Africa because misinformed by the negative image shown in the media. i dont approach people at speed but wait for my time, sometimes i laugh alone when flashback swaps my attention, its really weired, i call it wicked-life coz everyday is weired. maybe i can say weired best friends, we share moments together forgetting all our barriers.
anyway am filing experience which is honour to do that coz if i wasnt here today i couldnt had these part of life.