Fill the sheet of blank paper

I was in the lib today during my break with my other blockmates. I was supposed to be writing something for my lit journal, but I ended up drawing somthing at the edge of the one whole pad while listening to maybe sometimes we feel afraid but it's alright the more you stay the same, the more you seem to change. It was so weird because what I wrote sounded very...poetic-ish. It turned out really figurative. And I didn't even come to my point yet and my draft was already so long. And it's just a journal. It's really hard sometimes to limit myself from writing long when I'm so into it. Like the IS finals before and my lit quiz earlier today. I just have to explain everything. Ooohlala.

Anyway, as I was doodling and slipping out of reality and thinking things very far from the lib and the journal, I hear someone say my name. At first, I thought I was just imagining it or something, but then it was Ardi. Hahaha. Funny, catching me doodling crap on paper. We talked in the lib and it was so hard to do because we were hushy-hush-hush. We talked in our normal way of talking anyway and laughed... except with decreased volume of course. I love to laugh a real laugh so much. Oo na, weights PE ko.

Oooh yeah I just really love corinne bailey ray. Maybe that's why i got so figurative in writing and got into the blackhole of my thoughts. Other than loving her soothing jazzy music, I love her Bailey name. And I love Baileys. But sometimes, it is just too sweet. I'm also loving my lit class. The search for all the meanings, symbols, ironies and all that shit gets me really recitation-y and in thought. (How could I have thought that two lovers standing in the balcony symbolize romance? Getting high, above=elation? Get it?) Hahaha. Whutdahel. Whut kind of word is recitation-y. Oh well go to hell. Why we didn't have lit in highschool I don't know. I feel so deprived of all the good readings I feel like I should have read. Like all the Shakespere, Hemingway, Joyce, Golding, blah blah. Oooohlala.

Waah this is so freak. It just has been two weeks and I feel so drained alrady thanks to my very practical and smart schedule. Not. Ask me about my schedule and I might have to kill you. =)

Hmm. All my thoughts are all so scattered now. I want to say so much but I just can't. And I don't know how I would say them properly. I just don't know. And I hate wearing my eyeglasses so much. It's like having a big distraction in front of me whenever I go. And I look so teacher-y with them. laugh laugh laugh!!!

*sigh*

Okay, can't wear contacts. Grade too low.


Down from the hill, down to the earth and sky? Yes. In time, in time. :)