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Hey dear readers (scary echo of my lone voice)
So what is happening in my life? I registered for my classes next semester, my schedule is fine, the way I pictured it, I have two days off school (w/sat sun of course)so that makes enough time to go and do some work on the side namely baby sitting (how exciting), no seriousely, it is really really convinient, good $ and good hours.
What else? Thanksgiving (google it damn it!) is Thursday, everyone is going back "home", everyone is packing, in the dorm hall all I hear is "Gosh! I miss home !" "gosh! I can't wait to go home"
I miss home too, sadly the ticket to get some home is out of my reach right now, add that I am committed to work the whole vacation period... you are probably thinking of the house where I lived, but that is nothing like home, walls and furnitures don't make homes, they make shelters, houses, but home...
The home I miss is when my sisters and my father are finally gathered together, whether it is in Europe, Africa or America, just being together is home enough.
The home I miss is when I am staying at my uncle's house with my two cousins and aunt, that is home.
The home I miss is when my nephiew showers me with kisses and hugs, Home I miss is when my niece cries because she just needs me to hold her up.
Home shouldn't be a noun, home is a state of being, it should be used as an adjective.
I hope that soon (when prince charming and I meet) I can build my own home , until that happens, I miss home, sooo much!

What happened?

What happened to me?
What happened to my critical thinking? What happened to my questioning and doubting everything?
How did I get to grow up old and stupid in...a year?
Why does everything seems so trivial, so clear, why am I acting like my parents?
I am not like my parents, I actually hate this part of my parents.
Why?
I don't care much anymore, I used to fight for the smallest idea I believed in. Now I just look, and smile.
I don't bother anymore, I used to cry, to yell, to make a mess, make myself heard.
I became so disinterested in people, in others...
I used to love people, I wanted people to know what I know, I wanted others to learn what I learned.
Now, I got my truth, I don't care about whther others get it or not.
What happened to me?
Why am I so disinterested?
Why am I so careless?
Everyone has the potential to change the world, but I lost all interest of even trying.
I was ambitious a year ago, I wanted this , that and that and all of that too.
Now I want nothing, I want to go through my life, that is it.
I wanted to be the best, not for the sake of being the best, not out of narcissism, it is just that leading is the way to pass the knowlege and the ideas to others.
Now, my ambitions are to work and get a check, raise a family and be simple-happy.
What just happened to me? Where did I fall and hit my head? Why doesn't it even hurt?
I miss my old self, I miss my excitement about life, I miss being ambitious, I miss not having inner peace!

Humanity

Humanity is the ability to feel strongly about things you can't see, hear or materialise...