bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Friday, August 19
it's the thrill in the swing.
the whoosh in thin air, success unknown.
the satisfaction. a hit. crash. sweet.
the sudden weight, you push.
people scamble
heads toward heaven
gasp where is it?
fling that, ground hurt.
couldnt care less, run.
the sound of it, coming. too fast.
flying, almost hitting. legs hurry, please.
smack, it arrived.
thump, base touch foot.
OUT.
grin. amazing, softball is.
swing.
its amazing how you feel so many emotions in a few seconds.
its amazing how holidays take forever to come.
omgosh, you mean its already august? didnt i first walk into that school, yesterday.
its amazing how time disappears. i'm getting old complaining about holidays taking forever to come.
its amazing how you're reminded of people you havent seen in centuries, and you wonder you mean she's still alive. and then you recall oh we were schooling together last year. and then you rebuke what centuries, esther you idiot.
its amazing how blogs can link link link link link link, whee a friend(still a friend?) from the last century year.
its amazing how i can resent and love so much, at the same time.
its amazing how i'm still sitting here typing this, when even the owl, no i mean cool-sister has decided to crash and dream.
its amazing how i'm so easily amazed.
esther there's school tmr.
you have to wake up in 5 hours.
couldnt care less, swing.
6.37pm.
i was wrong, cool sister hadnt crashed and started dreaming when i blogged. even when i finally climbed up the stairs to my little room, she was downstairs using the phone. haha always an owl. go england also never change :p
alright, i have 20 hours to learn the verses of trust His heart.
oh no.
goodbye
12:54 AM