counting the ways
"everything seems a little larger than life. it's a prevailing surface pleasantness that neither bad nor good; a superficiality that one might have to agree necessary, like an occasion that calls for polite niceties." so aptly summarised. but while i've doubted my personal choice, i didnt quite regret. cos of good friends. cos of refusal to admit that i cannot do it. cos i've grown to accept its quirks and actually like them. despite my days starting at 8am and sometimes not quite ending still at 2am. despite not seeing my parents (while i DO go home) for 3 days and counting. despite being cooped in gsr 3.6 and mugging like i've never mugged before. i will pull through. somehow.
which is why i'm thankful for those who are not in the system. for maintaining my sanity. for the cam i borrowed and didnt have time to return. for the flying pigs windchime that i havent found a place to hang yet. for the one across godknowswhichocean whom i still irritate on msn. for the lame convs and lastmin-lets-screw-exam-and go-watch-movie. for the almost daily endurance of my whinings through smses. you all dont know what a big difference you've made in seemingly small actions. :)
and of cos thankful for all the biatches who i end up bitching, watching porn (hahas... not in the way it appears to sound), talking crap, complaining about life, pigging out and trying to keep awake with in between all the studying.
jacq | 12:43:00 AM
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