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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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omagad a bus.
It has been a very hectic week. Spencer-time is down to a minimal, mugging time has shot up by a gazillion times (with the math I've been doing I can probably calculate the approximate times, but gazillion is a nice word) and I have slept and awoken every day thinking continuously about work I'm supposed to do. I have goals to fulfill, you see. But my ride home from school today was the most relaxing 15minutes I've had in a long time. Thank god for NUS's Bukit Timah Campus (which is a short walk from my house) and NUS's shuttle bus service. Hail BTC1, my wonderful savior from public buses filled with noisy students from misc secondary schools, NUS, SIM, Ngee Ann poly etc. For fifteen minutes I had a bus all to myself (aside from 4 other people, including the bus driver). For fifteen minutes I didn't text anyone, facebook anyone, or tweet anything. For fifteen minutes I didn't think of homework, meetings, lectures, or errands to run. For fifteen minutes I didn't even move. I swear. I didn't move, didn't think, didn't talk. I just listened to my music, and watched the world go by. Empty bus, going through relatively empty streets. And It Was Amazing. I never realized how crowds affected your stress level. How someone sitting next to you on the bus can even affect you. I swear its even more relaxing than taking a cab. Sorry if this sounds insane that I'm so delighted by a bus ride, but thats the pace that my life has been so far. My sister sent me a picture from Paris, where she is, alone and soaking up the atmosphere. I am so frickin jealous >:( Someone fly me to the moon.... and leave me there. With some oxygen. |