Roar.
Blew my top this morning at work. To waste our time when you are not even properly prepared is unacceptable. Days like this, I can only wish we were driving down Big Sur again, Lady Antebellum playing on the car stereo.
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
Blew my top this morning at work. To waste our time when you are not even properly prepared is unacceptable. Days like this, I can only wish we were driving down Big Sur again, Lady Antebellum playing on the car stereo.
I leave school past 7pm for the 3rd time this week. I feel drained. Some days I feel like it's worth it. On others, like today, I wonder how long we can keep this up? One of our roles as teachers is to encourage and motivate, but who's gonna cheer on the cheerleader?
Watched the Hunger games tonight, and strangely I could empathize with both Kantis and Peter. Definitely worth 2 hrs of your time and not something you will forget in a hurry.
Some days, I just feel all messed up. Driving home through the rain, I realise I really don't know where I am heading. Should I just follow my heart, can I afford to? What if what I think I feel is an illusion or simply a temporal burning? It seems distance has done nothing; only to make us both want it more, but we don't dare. So I try and I try to fight this feeling.