Friday, 29 April 2011
Love
What is love?
Can anyone define it?
What does it entail?
I thought I knew what it was
But now...it feels too supeficial
wish that I was never brought into this place
signing off @ 21:10
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Moody weather
The weather reflects my mood.
Thunderstorms.
Lightning flashes.
The rain creating a cloak of white noise,
drowning out my frustrations.
wish that I was never brought into this place
signing off @ 20:27
Sleepless night
I spent the night asking myself
What should I be doing?
Or rather...what am I doing wrong?
If only I had better language skills.
It seems many of our arguments revolve around misinterpretations.
Words...they don't seem to reveal the thoughts and feelings behind them.
Yet, trying too hard to avoid misunderstandings makes the conversation feel less intimate...too many pauses...too much considerations...
There's less and less to talk about as time goes by.
Our demanding courses take up most of our lives,
and the novelty and enthusiasm has slowly been taken over by copious amounts of work and examinations.
Our fields are so specialised, it's tough to tell each other what each of us is going through.
There isn't much happening outside of school either...
In the end, I ask myself
What do I want?
Enjoying your company.
Being there for you, knowing you'll be there for me too.
Listening to the same music,
Watching the same shows and movies,
Laughing at the same jokes...
I wonder...is it the distance
or is it just me
wish that I was never brought into this place
signing off @ 13:21
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Communication
Am I trying too hard?
Or am I not trying hard enough?
I really try hard to be careful with words.
I don't want another misunderstanding
But it still happens anyway.
I need some communication skills lessons.
wish that I was never brought into this place
signing off @ 14:01
