It’s kind of lonely here on this blog…I feel like I’m talking to myself in a dark, empty room whenever I post. It’s my own fault, I suppose, for updating very irregularly, and when I do get around to it, I usually just talk about myself. Not anything that anyone’s really interested in.
But what else can I talk of? I finished my article, and the magazine coordinator really liked it. That’s the most important thing I can think of. I will take time out to take a look at T. S. Eliot sometime, though, because I’m thinking of getting my priorities straight, and of course, literature is right there on top.
But all in all, I think I keep updating because I want some sort of record of my life, especially at LUMS. Two years have gone by so fast, and I can’t imagine a time when I didn’t come here every day of the week, regardless of lectures, tutorials, assignments, or even friends.
If truth be told, it’s lonely here. I’ve made so many new friends, and made extremely good friends out of old acquaintances, but it’s still lonely. I mean, you’re on your own, you’re independent. Parents can only supply you with money; the rest you do yourself. Teachers can only supply you with lectures and office hours–you have to go out and make a well-rounded, decent intellectual of yourself. Societies and friends will give you feedback on your abilities–training is your own field.
Best of all, no one cares what you do; whether you join the music society AND the religious society; whether you make friends with a niqabi as well as someone who looks like a Goth. All people care about is…what you are, what you’re interested in, and whether you impress them or not.
Yup, I think I’ve found my niche.
