Bits of odds and ends.

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Barely two weeks have gone into this second semester and already I feel the irony of ordered chaos. Buying of textbooks, verifying bank accounts, figuring out one's schedule... it's really quite taxing. Despite all this, I've found something like peace in the midst of it. It feels good that I have such a thing this early into the semester. I don't know what might happen if I found it too late.

I feel I've found my "zone", so to speak. I am exhibiting the very essence of my entire character and personality at this point in time and it feels rather good. Everyone looks at me and thinks I'm lazing away the day and doing nothing particularly important. Of course, I'm doing quite the opposite. I love living out paradoxes.

If this semester keeps up at this particularly pace, I'll be glad. If it speeds up, however, I'll find reason to worry. But that can wait another day.

A little ditty for your mind to munch on:

A star-filled sky during the day
is impossible - so they say.
So I wonder and I play
with the idea as I lay
down on the soft and pleasant grass.
The light-gray clouds slowly pass me by
and I sigh as they crawl along the sky
'til the stars take over and show me the night.
"What a sight", I exclaim, "what a sight!"
My delight slowly fades
as I realize in the shade
that there's no one to share this lovely night away.
If only the stars could outshine the day...
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That's all for today. 'Til next time!

Comments

  1. the3jrNovember 29, 2010 at 7:33 PM

    keep in touch dude, no matter how busy you are. haha. but seriously, hang in there. you're a trooper :]

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