I'm just biding my time, waiting for hours to elapse and dissolve into nothigness of my memory.Times moves to slow, but only in relativity to what I perceive as fast, therefore really, time doesn't move at all. Does time exist? As far as I'm concerned, time is a none existent assumption to make sense of the universe. We learned how to measure it, and yet are baffled as to what it is. Similicities escape us where as the complicated inner workings of the surrounding are easy to decipher. God had a great sense of humor if he exists.
Lately, I've been under the weather, but I'm afraid it's because of my faulty brain, because everything is going g-g-great. Dad is in Germany or Greece, I'm not sure. Mom has been much nicer and school is... well, school is dragging because at the end of the week my dream will finally come true. I cn hardly contain the excitment because it's stiffling my heart and smothering sense from my words. And I rant... a lot. But, you know. It shouldn't be any other way. Without the boring common place every day happenings, my excitment would amount to nothing.
Lately, I've been under the weather, but I'm afraid it's because of my faulty brain, because everything is going g-g-great. Dad is in Germany or Greece, I'm not sure. Mom has been much nicer and school is... well, school is dragging because at the end of the week my dream will finally come true. I cn hardly contain the excitment because it's stiffling my heart and smothering sense from my words. And I rant... a lot. But, you know. It shouldn't be any other way. Without the boring common place every day happenings, my excitment would amount to nothing.