Level 70.

Oh man, SUPER excited. Countdown is five and a half hours! SNOWSNOWSNOW! ((:
On another note, being back home I think was good time away from a place, and people alike. It’s cold and everything here, but I quite like being back in my own space for a while. Aiyarh, but I also miss home. Whattodowhattodo. Okay, I’m off to the slopes. No technology for a whileeee! WHEEEE!

Emo music for tonight.

Here I stand
Fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says
And how I really feel
And here I stand
Wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same
The same as I do

-Marie Digby, Voice on the Radio

Spotlight.

Here I am playing with those memories again
And just when I thought time had set me free
Those thoughts of you keep taunting me
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There’s beauty in walking away
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Yes, I went for Air Supply, and they were awesome. Old, but still so much energy and charisma. The funnest part was singing along to all of it! Thanks Joyce (:
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Love and other bruises didn’t have to choose us
But it did and I’m alive and I’m trying to survive
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Hate not having you around
Maybe a complete fool to stay
Trying to move on without leaving too much of me behind
There isn’t an easier way
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Time here is nearly up, looking forward to being away in super cold weather in awesome company. And just being away.
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It’s just different with you.
It’s time to sleep to dream.

Wherever.

-

“What is it? My dear?”
“Ah, how can we bear it?”
“Bear what?”
“This. For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?”
“We can be quiet together, and pretend – since it is only the beginning – that we have all the time in the world.”
“And every day we shall have less. And then none.”
“Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?”
“No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running elsewhere.”
––A.S. Byatt, Possession

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Flight.

I’ve been flying in and out of places, saying too many goodbyes in the past few days. Life’s been a litte crazy. But these are good times, good times (:

48hours.

One minute I’m panicking about my three essays that are due, next thing I know, I’m sitting in front of the computer in Penang. How on earth does that happen? Well, try, 7hours to Singapore, 10” screen (inflight entertainment is getting too good.), two seats to myself, touchdown at 6am. Go home, crash and completely blackout for a while. Take another ride to the airport, goodfood at the lounge (note to self: travel with Dad more often.) Crash on an hours flight to Penang. Tahdah! (:

At the same time, this really messes me up. Big time. Sigh.
Don’t think too much Mish, you’re on holiday. So BE on holiday. Argh.

You know it.

I suppose He has His way of saying ‘Iloveyou’ when he sends the most random-est of people your way, at seriously random places, at random times. There was W, at the printers (I mean, how random). Twas an awesome catch up. Dude, it’s been too long! And it made me feel sosuper encouraged! Then there was the call from the D-man in the morning about exciting things like… snow trips. Then the absolutely outofnowhere call from the Tomato. Thanks for that bytheway. I haven’t forgotten you! ((: Then there are people online who constantly motivate you, like L, and J, T, M, S, B. Sure, I’m sleepy as, but I’m fighting it out because. Small things like these matter. They’re the things that make you smile like crazy, when you’re getting tired, it’s getting late and you’re losing steam. Feels like a great big hug from up there (:

Far[away].

It’s crazy. Time really, honestly. Moves. Too. Fast. S reminded me yesterday that it was only a week ago that we were cutting apples and having an insanely huge dinner with three desserts after. Crazy! Then again, that being said, Tuesday night seems so out of reach, with three papers to finish and submit. Honestly, this is the first time I’ve felt so tied for time. Blame it on horrendous time management. Tsk. So, I have done the shopping for home. Mostly anyway. Still a couple of things to run, but I’m not entirely sure I’ll have the time to do it really (Jamie, I will get your KrispyKremes (:). I’m going to miss it here. Sure, I’m going away for only a couple of weeks but still feels like a long time from now. There are people that I will miss (yes, you, you and you). Not seeing them would be weird. There are people I’ve been wanting to catch up with (again, yes, you, you and you. Especially you). Some are going back for good or going away for a long while. It hasn’t kicked in yet I think. Mostly because I haven’t had the time to muse about all these things. But you know how life is, people move on. So on and so forth. Well, when the reality of everything starts kicking in, I’ll go sit in my little corner and cry for abit. Then I’ll be okay again. Emo is kicking in. I better go before it gets the better of me.

Note: I wish I could churn words for essays as fast as this!!!!!

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Reaching.

Oh yes, so procrastination part two meant much deserved sleep for sure. So now about halfway through, it’s time to stress out about the other TWO assignments hanging at the back of my head before I try to get down to another four thousand words. I always wonder how people write books. I have five days before home, sunshine, snow and everything else that’s on my to-do list for this winter. I WILL FOCUS.