But Shab, there’s no such thing as 200%…. YEAH WELL. that’s my point. this never happens when i leave Iran. The bitter usually overcomes the sweet, because usually I’m leaving at the end of a summer and i don;t know what the new school year will hold. Also probably because life wasn’t so exciting back then. lol?
But now I’m leaving this side of the world and for now, it looks like won;t be coming back until after I graduate.[[ The thought of staying in LA for a whole summer is slightly excruciating but like I’ve saying, I SHALL NOT PLAN, I SHALL NOT PLAN. What happens happens, ce qui sera, sera. Come what may. ]] And the more times passes the further I am away from Italy, from Florence, Onelise, Mario… 100% bitter.
But then again, my excitement for this semester and going back to LA are so overwhelming I feel like throwing up every time I think about it. I’m going back to my friends, going back to my normal routine of shooting, running, balling„ fellowship and service and I’ve missed them too much to handle. But I’m also going back to new and awesome things. I know what I want to do with my life, and getting that ball rolling makes me to ecstatic. 100% sweet.
Reality awaits, and for now it happens to take place in LA.
Maybe I’ll continue pondering life here on this blog even when I’m back home„ maybe I won’t. Idk, we’ll see.
So for now, ciao i miei amici, e ci vediamo presto!!