perfect in unsual ways
Silence can mean a multitude of things.
Silence can be therapeutic, at other times not.
Silence can speak volumes or it can cloud up communication causing a tidal wave of misunderstanding.
Silence–is perhaps something I must get used to.
And so in silence must I suffer until then.
In a mall full of people, its hard to single out one face.
But I saw yours–of all faces.
I guess Yvi was right, even though we are over something or someone; there, deep in our subconscious lies fragments of the past…
Maybe I’m just hung up on somebody else.
After all, you’re just another face in the crowd.
Delayed gratification– that is the story of my life right now.
With barely 18 days left ’til the NLE, my anxiety level is building.
Time is running out.
I really have to find more constructive ways of spending my time for it is running out.
I thought summer 2010 would be just about reviewing, etc…turns out it is so much more. At this point, things seem vague; hopefully it’ll all unravel soon.
Back to studying.
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