Sunday, December 13, 2009 @2:30 AM
You know, there are times when you just don't plan and everything that enters your mind simply comes rushing out. Maybe it's happening now. It's approaching 3 in the morning and I'm still up because of the match. Not to mention trying to make as little noise as possible, so certain people can continue sleeping and not wake up. It's going to be the same story tomorrow as well, but earlier. I can always hope for what I want, but things don't really turn out that way sometimes.When I was young and went overseas for holidays, I wouldn't want to come back. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I would be looking forward to an extended period of time in a foreign country with different people, strangers whom I don't know and will never know unless fate intervenes. You might think, "Hey, what if I moved here? Look at a whole new experience." I thought that the feeling would grow stronger while I grew older, but, it didn't. It's not easy, moving, starting anew, or struggling desperately to erase past memories. Maybe I'm rooted to home. Maybe I feel disconnected. The fact remains, on the other side of the coin, being able to escape for a week, I relish it.Look at the mountain ranges and huge white patches of snow. They may be beautiful, actually, they are beautiful. When you travel across a place where at intervals, everything blends perfectly together, it's a stunning sight. Living there is another story, it's terribly difficult. Nothing is predictable, not even the cold. You wonder how they survive, but people thrive under the most extreme circumstances.Spending consecutive days with people, exchanging (or sneaking) looks constantly. Though how many times do they think of you? After 8 the cute factor and ability to attract attention drops.The attack breaks down when the ball doesn't zip fast enough.I have a question. Is it possible that decent guys smoke?
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