The joy of it all, 4 weeks of pure fun, laughter, joy and peace.
And it is times like these, that you wonder what you’ve done that you deserve these 4 weeks, or why there is at holiday at all. Ah I want to sleep.
All the letters on a qwerty keyboard!
The joy of it all, 4 weeks of pure fun, laughter, joy and peace.
And it is times like these, that you wonder what you’ve done that you deserve these 4 weeks, or why there is at holiday at all. Ah I want to sleep.
We shouldn’t bother with immature people should we? Is it then possible to ignore yourself?
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As I walked along the corridor today, I met someone I knew, and there was a period of awkward silence. I greeted him, he returned a false smile. I could see, feel and sense the sadness in him. I’ve known this person for quite a few weeks, perhaps 2 months or so and many a times I have felt myself feeling rather irritated or annoyed with him. Yet, as I looked at him – broken, fallen, and sad – I couldn’t stop myself from feeling sad. Whatever he’s done, does he really deserve being dealt with like this? He is human after all, just like you, just like me.
What has he done to deserve this.
And as he stared at us, saying his last goodbye, telling us he’d never forget us, I felt something in me break and crumble. I think I felt like crying.
It’s 2:04 am and shockingly I am having lots of fun staying up. I find it vaguely amusing and enjoyable, sitting around trying to rush to finish my homework. I have no idea what has resulted in this altered state of mind, but I hope I am getting proper work done and not some rubbish which would make me fail.
Am I really making sense? Why do I find this fun? Did someone spike my drink?
When you lose hope, what happens?
Don’t ever lose hope, don’t.