The only thing I ever loved has gone away; Rhythm of the RainI wish I was lying in the middle of that field, breathing in the scent of oncoming rain. It'd start raining. The rain would start off small - you'd be able to feel individual raindrops landing lightly on your skin. Then there will be a slight breeze, bringing heavier rains with it. And suddenly it'd be raining so hard that you can't even open your eyes to stare at the pretty dark clouds. It'd be raining so hard that the only thing you can hear in the sound of rain hitting any open surface. It'd be raining so hard that the only thing you can feel is water running down your skin. It'd be raining so hard that the only thing you can see is darkness - because you can barely open your eyes. It'd be raining so hard that the whole damn world would be washed away into nothingness and you're the only one left in this world and it'd be loud but silent, melancholy but happy, uncomfortable but peaceful. How do I explain this? Typing this makes me want to cry.
Why does time pass so fast? Everything just happens in the blink of an eye. I don't understand how something that happened years ago can feel like yesterday. I don't understand how today can come and go so quickly. 24 hours. 7 days a week. That's 168 hours per week. How did that slip past you, me and everybody else in this world without us noticing? Before you know it, it's the end of the March Holidays.
15 years and 2 months ago, you'd probably be nothing more than a vulnerable thing in your mother's stomache. Or you could be a toddler; or even a teenager. 15 years and 2 months later, your mother's staring at you and wondering how the years went by like 1,2,3 and now you're a moody teenager. Now you're working in the adult world; now you have your own family. Life is definitely short. Take a good look at your baby photos. Who's that chubby, adorable, cuddly creature? Like hell it's you. Oh wait, yes it is.
Why does time crawl so slowly? The world is moving in slow motion. She's still as pretty as ever, he's still as full of energy as he was 5 minutes ago. I thought it was the weekend. Why isn't it the weekend? Oh damn, here comes the Physics teacher. I hate Physics. It's just 24 hours! 7 days! 168 hours. So why can't time just fking hurry up and propel us into the future?
15 years and 2 months ago? How long ago was that - why're you even thinking about a period of time like that? 15 years and 2 months later? That, is so far away. I can't even start to imagine myself as a wrinkled old lady with sagging skin and snowy white hair. I rather not think of myself as a skeletal corpse so soon, thanks a lot. OH PLEASE. Marraige is for noobs!
See, it's been 24 minutes since I first started this post. I didn't even realize it was already so late. Tomorrow during CCA, I'll be wondering when CCA ends so that I can hurry up and finish my homework (don't get me wrong, I am not doing it because I like it). Tomorrow night I'll be praying and wishing that the day was longer by another 5 hours so I get more time to use the computer and start on my homework.
Time is funny. Time is weird. Time is insane. Time is something. Time is nothing. Time is money. Time is useless. Time is necessary. Time is something that nobody can ever define so maybe I should just give up and begin thinking about my Physics assignment.
Books to recommend: The Hoopster; Hip-Hop High School; Homeboyz (All by Alan Lawrence Sitomer) The Hoopster gives a very good, solid introduction of the trilogy, but it only brushes the main point slightly. Disappointing, but a good read. Hip-Hop High School was, to say the least, enlightening. Tee-Ay went through quite a load of shit. Lol. Homeboyz... I'm only half-way through and I like it already.
40 minutes.
Have a nice night. I'm going off to waste my time preparing my uniform for tomorrow.
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