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An Ode to my Best Friend (she influenced the whole post)



In the wise words of Taylor Swift: “the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead”.





Bit of a hard start there, but don’t worry it’s not (overtly) negative. The Saumyaa that started high school was just a bit of an overachieving obnoxious prat who could not stand not being the center of attention. Expert testimony (*cough* Ananya) can provide evidence that it was indeed quite difficult to actually like me.



But that has changed. Most probably. Conclusion is pending, evidence suggests improvement.


Anyway this is supposed to be a reflecting blog post, so why am I bringing up all my problems. Well it’s because all of these stemmed from a place of insecurity and the disproportionate importance I placed on my academic fulfillment. My high school experience can definitely be explained as me becoming more aware that life exists outside of all these expectations I had built up for myself. I was a control freak and needed everything to be exactly how it should be. So yeah Ananya don’t come and mess up my world by saying magic is real all of a sudden.

(A: “It is though”)





And with the years coming, that didn’t stop coming I got more relaxed. I let myself be calm little by little. I was now a true butterfly ready to take flight from the precious cocoon I had made. Of course this analogy is made ignoring the life span of 13 months because I don’t want to ‘die’ and start all over again. Freshman Saumyaa is the old Taylor, who is dead and who should remain dead.


AND THERE IT IS THAT’S WHY I WROTE THIS THING.


I have spent 4 years trying to come to terms with the fact that if I spend an hour talking to my friends about random things, my life will not implode, I will not fail all of my classes, drop out of high school and end up in a box below a bridge homeless, destitute and all around miserable. I don’t want to lose this progress ( it wasn’t much but it was honest work) so this blog post is to remind me that people will have to make a genuine 100% effort to actually like me if I revert back to freshman Saumyaa who couldn’t take a joke, and I don’t want to live in isolation. So take it easy.




But at the same time do keep studying it is important :)

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  1. "And with the years coming, that didn’t stop coming" fed to the rules and I hit the ground running. This blog was fantastic and it was really cool to see these years from your perspective. Good job bubs.

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