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Faust by Matenrou Opera
New songs, new band. Not bad. A wee bit Deluhi-ish, with a touch of Versailles. I like.
This post is something like a thank you post. I'm relatively certain that the people I will be thanking will not be reading this, but I like the idea of a permanent cyber thank you. Immortalizing. AHHH. I miss Literature.
This is to all the people who helped me out in my crazy moments. The people who laughed with me. The people who laughed at the silly things I did, and promptly forgot it. The people who held out a hand when I was struggling. The people who gave me without asking for anything in return. The people who yanked me whan I was dragging my feet, and slowed me down when I was rushing to my death. These are the people that I owe a lot to. The people that I'll thank when I look back at the blobs in my memory where I was half-crazed and murderous, and they told me that I was being daft. Sometimes expressed, and often implied. Thank you.
I think I've seen my fair share of pain and suffering, but I'd readily admit that I'm one of the luckiest people. I don't have to suffer unjust treatment everyday, and my physical environment is pleasant. And I have all these amazing people who never seem to give up on me. I'm not sure if they actually hate me fromthe bottom of their hearts, but even so, its only a subjective evil. I'm still better off now.
I apologise if the spelling is abdominable, and if the syntax is strange. I'm currently dizzy from the cough mixture I ingested about an hour ago. So pelase pardon anything abnormal in my language. WAIT. It seems slightly pompous doesn't it? This post? OH WELL. I'm half concussed anyway.
Exams start next Tuesday, and end on Saturday. And the moment my last paper ends, my summer holidays begin. Fantastic isn't it? Near three months of freedom. I think I'll be busy reading,sewing and exercising. Need to get in shape. I have non-cheer reasons for wanting a nice figure, and that has mainly to do with photography and cosplay. There, I went and said it. My main motivation for keeping in shape. So unpure, but I guess it works, considering how I have yet to balloon into a fat pig.
This will be short, as my keyboard is blurry and the screen glows weirdly.
I love you all. Thank you.
"I'm not sorry; I'm thankful."
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