I still remember very well how I used to dedicated at least four to five extra hours of studying on top of the ones that I have already spent in school. Yes, reading books and geeking at that! However nerdy and geeking and obsessive it may have seemed to people around me (this included my Mom), I could not imagine one day passed without me sitting down and just start reading some textbooks, playing with equations, or trying to understand the concept of evolution. It was plainly interesting to me, like the world unveil its mystery written down pages after pages in a thick textbook. Ah well, it was a five years ago.
Honestly, I have no ideas but for sure I know that I am not all that eager anymore to volunteer my self in reading page after page if not for preparing for exam. I have grown up to become a peson who is not all that into studying anymore. Well, though I must say that a few things still manage to get my attention in school. Anyways the point that I was thinking of bring across is that we all lose interest at some point.
Way before "my nerdish time" I had been an obsessively aspiring artist. I remembered vividly how one day I turned my bedroom into a painting studio that managed to freak out my mom. There was not one day that I spent without thinking about the possibility of making an image on canvas or combining different colors. I was so obsessed with painting. Until one day, again, I got sick and tired of it.
Now, after a bit of a soul-searching I realized that we got sick and tired of things when these things are not anymore considered relevant by you, by yourself! Meaning, doing this thing is not anymore something that you think you can benefit from in any way. Once your subconsciousness or intelligence came to realize this, you will sooner or later lose interest in it. I guess it is pretty much the same with relationship. and that is the worst thing in life. In my opinion.
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