I haven’t studied since last Tuesday. Oh my God.
Granted, I’ve been doing my research papers. But neither have I been entirely productive. In fact, I have as much productivity as a state-owned Chinese enterprise. GAH. I’m half-panicking. Like there’s something in my head that will keep screaming at me. But I’m half-okay with it, really. Calm, almost. I wonder how that is possible. And now all that I’ve been studying over the holidays have gone hiding somewhere. I’m so out of touch with my knowledge.
Hm. I cannot wait for Saturday, though. For various reasons, but mainly one. (: (: I now know what it is like to wait too long for a day to come, and for it to be over too soon. It’s kind of like our youth. I’ve waited too long for A’levels to come as well. But now it’s about a hundred days away. Wow. We are about to begin a new phase of our lives.
And it’s also very poignant.
Hm. Overdependency is one of the scariest things in the world. It’s too dangerous to just use another’s happiness as a yardstick for your own. We must learn to derive and retain joy from the many wonderful things in life and in the world. There are too many things for us to learn, for us to see and for us to be. We have to diversify. Happiness diversification?
Ooh. Feel like reading and updating my music. (: I am in need of Catharsis, perhaps.
Lala-land. (:
I won’t go, I won’t sleep, I can’t breathe, until you’re resting here with me.
I won’t leave, I can’t hide, I cannot be, until you’re resting here with me.
This song always reminds me of Love Actually.
“My Dearest Allie. I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. Noah”
“I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.”
If you’re a bird, I’m a bird.
