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Monday, October 15, 2007


-ITSOVER.-







IT'S OVER, IT'S FINALLY OVER.



And I can smell the sweet sweet taste of freedom in the air, in the extended weekend. In the doing-nothing of every hour, every minute. No studying. No sleeping early. No school. There is never enough time to do nothing.

Ahh, nothing can be better.

I can do whatever I want again, without the strain of exams breathing down my neck. Anticipating the results, however, is a whole different story I am not going to go into tonight because its past midnight and I am sleepy. The weight is off my chest and I can now (like I said before) fly.

Yet I feel my brain dying away and nestling down in its little corner again. After going for months without studying, and finally cracking open the spines of my books again, I realise that my brain actually functions rather wonderfully when stretched.

I already miss my brain. Sheesh. I don't believe I'm actually saying this, but yes. I will be doing something to force my brain into action. I can feel the nothing-ness in this post, and I am not-freaking-satisfied.

And now my new resolution is to find a way to keep my brain out of its corner while not fully pulling it out of the shadows either.

There you go, Bernice. You just can't ever be happy with what you already have, can you?



We hoped for the best
And let go of the rest



| so spoken! @ 12:12 AM|

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