Must I grow up?

I admitted something about myself to myself today. I don’t like getting attached to things because I never get over them. If something enters my life, that’s it. Even if IT decides to exit, I still hold it dear to my heart. Even if I don’t interact with it, ever again.

We had our final senior year design presentation today, which marks the end of my four years in the school of engineering. It hit me right after the presentation (I did great for those of you who are wondering, or would like to see me revel in myself, whatever) that I’m leaving behind what could possibly be the best years of my life. And according to legend, they are. Everything just flashed in my head like a series of Christmas lights on a tree as I drove back home. The first year was kinda horrible because well, long story. Maybe later. But the rest went great. I met the kindest people, the smartest people, and the stupidest people who helped me improve my skills in mockery and sarcasm. I learnt a lot. I became a better writer, a better speaker, a better thinker. I lost, and I won. And I made good bad decisions. The best nights were spent supposedly studying in the engineering lab, and I’d turn them into karaoke nights. We’d sing, laugh, until we’re in tears. Steal doughnuts at 4 AM, then feel bad about it and go pay for them in the morning. We’d just stay up helping each other even if some of us didn’t have work for themselves. 

We literally just lived in AUD for the past 4 years. Some of us even brought suit cases and moved in E101, our infamous Engineering lab. Nights and days would just be spent discussing the definition of right and wrong, the philosophical view points of what life is, argue about who’s gonna be successful or not all as we dip chicken pieces in the purple sauce, from Texas Chicken in the Meadows’ Enoc petrol station, at 3 AM.

At points we hoped engineering would die, and we broke down. We crashed into concerts in Media City that were almost playing on campus anyway, and well, they were right there, and we had nothing to lose.

I can still go on and on. But let me sum it up by saying I just loved it. I loved the days. I loved the nights. I love my engineering friends. And my teachers. The buildings. The memories.

But the silver lining lies in the fact that the next thing that comes along, might as well be something that I won’t like getting attached to. But I will anyway.  And its memory will cause my heart to smile for the fact that it made me happy one day.