you sort of start to see the cracks in everything.
I'm convinced that tragedy wants to harden us,
and that our mission is to never let it
When you lose somebody, you think you've lost the whole world as well. But that's not the way things turn out in the end. Eventually, you pick yourself up and look out the window and once you do, you see everything that was there before the world ended is out there, still.
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The whole weekend was a waste. I totally didn't study. Like, when i went out, i brought my physics textbook thinking that i could read it in the pockets of spare time. Instead, i brought it everywhere with me but forgot to open it.
Apparently holding on to my physics textbook while going out already made me feel quite proud and satisfied of myself. Thus i did not think about actually opening it to read.
Sometimes my stupidity amuses me.
There's school tomorrow and i've got the Monday Blues. See, Mondays are so daunting that Monday Blues actually sneak into Sundays and start haunting me. Oh and i think my school officially looks like a prison. There are metal bars all over like GRILLS and what's worse, it's all GREY. Like seriously, even the main gate is big and is just metal grey bars.
The only thing that seems to be missing is the electric barb wires. If they put that up i swear i'll come to school in blackandwhite striped jumpers or something.
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