seriously this is the good/ bad attitude i acquired from Steve and Ashley
so those people kept telling me that going out for gelato is more important than staying in to work on papers
that go hang out chit chat drink and play mafia in the common room is more important than stay in to revise for tomorrows test
and we would spend hours talking about things that will not appear on our exam papers
italian christmas (oh dear i miss your panettone and your panna cotta)
and we would spend hours talking about our pasts
you would show me pictures of your home i would google earth to show you where i live
you would tell me about your past insanity and depression and family
and i would listen in amazement
i admire your boldness
too bad im way too obedient hahaha edges lost and missed too much experiences
and i would hear you talk about world politics. always impressed. always.
and i would challenge you though i really knew nothing
random thoughts and creativity
you would like it cause i am an alien in your world
i bring in new excitement.
we just made up bull shit but it was precious. GOLDEN.
and at 2am we would be out in the snow. i would watch you climb up and sit on john carolls lap.
and i walk pass a window i would smash it with a snowball.
and we would walk several blocks just to get one slice of pizza because you feel like having it after alcohol.
i mean. i dont like drinking too much but i love walking with these people.
right these were the petty moments we would later recall, and not those times we seclude ourselves and do things we reluctantly make ourselves to.
exam is important for school and graduation
but chilling is crucial for life.
ofcourse it is great if i enjoy writing my papers so this moment is still meaningful and significant and all
but it really should be no confinement to fun.
crappy excuse
those people seriously work harder than they play thats why they are hoyas
but they play harder than i work and i hardly play at all. shameful.
so at 0015 when i havent written one word for my last essay
im here to type to write to liberate myself
free thoughts like free fall
dangerous and yet
fascinating:
i think he really is my male clone.
i mean...my cousin who is 5 years senior
we think in so similar ways.
it scares me
both our parents think we are similar
ly
rebellious and cynical
and i quite like it
i think he likes it too
or probably it is because i dont know him too well so i could believe there aint any dissimilarities
interesting humand beings
yesterday night he asked my granny
so have you forgiven your mum?
LAUGH OUT SUPER LOUD.
everyone has so interesting storiesssss.
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