that smile is like a ray of sunshine that passes through the dark clouds that shows that there might be some sunlight after all.
ive been trying my best to analyse wilfred owen's war poems and its so difficult! war guns death, emo poems after emo poems! urgh. i hate IOC. and yet its only 3 days away. so yesterday marked the end of yet ANOTHER week. holy crap.yesterday was alright. school was alright but night sure wasnt. last night was honestly a crap and very very very horrible night. thank you char-maine, mich, sweta, sheryl for being there to hear me out and let me rant. i wouldn't have gotten through the night without you guys. ok thats being a tad bit dramatic but blame it on wilfred owen. BUT i really do appreciate you guys. so anyways, today is saturday. and i dont know if i can go for the bbq thingy cause of last night. IOC is tuesday, econs commentary all due tuesday. terrible tuesday. wow i think thas alliteration. soon i'll be using iambic pentameter in my blog posts. LOL
we've been walking past each other, no gestures no smiles. its as if we're strangers. i know i should care, i know i should be concerned. but somehow someway, it doesn't bother me as much as it should. the irony of that sentence you once said makes me laugh. hypocrite
sometimes all we want is a little grattitude. somtimes all we want is a little something to show that we're appreciated.
