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Tuesday, May 26, 2009


It's funny how things come and go. How laundry gets washed and then all too quickly recycled into a pile of dirty. How just a second ago you had "plenty of time" to meet a deadline, and now you're wondering why you put it off for so long. How you used to be better at something than someone, and now you stare at them through a half-open window and realize that they've suddenly become better than you by a mile, and, once again, the tortoise has overtaken the hare. How a schedule chock-full of agendas can be so exciting and fulfilling in the anticipation, and then gone and left you feeling a little tired and empty when it's all in the past. How one day, you have a little bit of childish anticipation about liking someone, and the next thing you know you're trying to forget that you ever admitted to yourself that you might. How you love something you've made one second and hate it the next. How you have the best intentions to get up and bludgeon all your tasks for the day with a force of dilligence your keyboard has never known, but end up getting knocked down by something invisible and puny and stay in bed watching youtube videos. How you can sit and write a silly blog-post thinking you have plenty of time before your train, and then...finish your blog post, pick up a bag, stuff it with some implements, and go and do your thing and wonder why you spent so much time on that stupid blog post. How something can be the future and then the past in one split second.
Be careful, self. Be what you mean to be.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

......how u can hide what u actually mean 2 say inbetween a bunch of other pointless facts.......

5/27/2009 10:39 AM  
Anonymous Emi said...

This post is so true.
I like it. :)

5/27/2009 12:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My sentiments exactly! I can relate. Heh, happens to me all the time.

That FGA

5/28/2009 7:41 PM  
Blogger Sunny McNair said...

love this. love love love this.

6/02/2009 8:28 AM  
Blogger chara said...

hahaha good post i laughed so hard

6/02/2009 3:23 PM  

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