Thursday, February 02, 2006
ninety minutes

i've just finished my pc essay, and i'm feeling terribly happy. sense of fulfilment? maybe. it's the high that others get from running a mile. i don't really care whether i pass or fail (although i do, of course, hope to pass), but it just feels pretty darned good to have finished an essay from start to finish in an hour and a half. nice thing about lit is that you don't know when you've gone wrong. it's not like math, where you can get stuck for fortyfive minutes before getting pissed off and kicking the dustbin over. or maybe it's just me and my temper. which i am really trying to improve on. really. did anyone hear me say anything mean today? okay maybe only once to candy, about her pink hair-tie, but i really couldn't help it, i'd held my tongue for so long. which reminds me, i need to get a new pencil. using the silly pink powerpuff girls one that serene and liz gave me last year is nothing short of ridiculous. it's scratchy, too light and makes everyone laugh.

i once went out looking for someone who didn't exist anymore, only to be sorely disappointed. but it reminded me that that's how life really is. and i told myself that i must never look for anyone anymore, because we're all like tiny kites being flown in the sky - the only thing that holds you to me, and me to you, is God who holds our strings in His hand. if we meet again, then well and good. if not, i'll see you in heaven. but i wouldn't know your name. so why pretend, when you will always be alone?
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