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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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I'm starting to remember why I decided to study economics. That said, it's a slow day studying, probably because I've been distracted with slot of thoughts and emotions, and despite all the critiques and social analysis on blogging as emotional recklessness, I think I can say that I'm enough of a responsible blogger. As much as economics is beginning to fascinate me again, I'm so tired of school. Maybe it's the way I study, maybe it's incompatible with the structure of my school. But that's known territory, so I'll skip. But I'm starting to feel restless, eager to go out and do things again. I honestly havent REALLY listened to music in a while. And that. Really. Sucks. Honestly, there was a point of time where I went through a patch of difficulty, a bit too much pressure, a bit too little direction. And I'd love to have wallowed in my pity and let myself go. But I'm here. And in record time too. I must be getting better at this. Maybe it's age. But I just wanted to pause and thank people. Those who are patient with Liang and her various disappearing acts. Those who kept me going out my bedroom door. Those who notice. And spence, because even when he doesn't realize it, he always says the right things to cheer me back, get me freshened up, and walks me back out into the real world. And if anyone finds my brown notebook with all my notes, please give it back. Studying a bitch without:( |