reprieve.

I am currently enjoying my second day of laziness and am wondering what the coming year of school will hold. I mean, how much work will we get during the summer holidays? That's my biggest concern so far - I bet they'll give us an entire unit to do, like Cosmic Engine. Erk. But anywho, I'm not focusing on my worries and am just having fun doing whatever I feel like I guess. The change in weather from the everyday cold to the sunny but cool days has been a nice change. I like winter because of the food, but I miss ice-cream and some sun has definitely changed my summer-winter perspective. Spring hasn't been so bad in terms of allergies at least, seeing as how I beat the pollen to the punch by getting a nasal spray. That stuff is a godsend :D

The last day of school was pretty odd, but fun. As far as I remember, there were 14 people there, though half turned up later in the day: at first it was 6 or 7 people. Did we have classes? Yes, for English and Maths. Did they try to make us do some work? Yes, they did. Did it work? No. We played Wiki-races instead of reading those booklets in English. For Maths, Morrison gave us a question to prove the maximum value of a triangle in a circle. We didn't really bother, so we just talked. The rest of the day was just hanging out in the donut quad (with Yatesy XD), library and art quad. Sadly, when I went to get some Goulburn Valley from the canteen, they were all sold out. Ice-cream as well. It was fairly warm that day, and no ice-cream = DID NOT LIKE.

The last two periods everyone just stayed in the art quad. I got to return my money to Lana since she had turned up during lunch and we stole Dan's phone, played games with the bamboo sticks and also SOS with Li-Ching. At the bell Larry, Justin, Dan and I ran to catch the train and...well, that's about it. It was all alot of fun I guess, but there wasn't much to be done. Honestly, I just went to see what it would be like and to return my money to Lana.

Here's to the holidays!

nonsensicals.

When I thought I could move past everything that I had hoped for, you appear in my dreams and lie. You came up to me and said you loved me. I asked you if this was a dream, and you lied to me. You said, "I'm pretty sure this isn't a dream," and you held me tight. I could feel my heart beating so hard in my chest, I felt like I was going to explode. I hugged you back and buried my face in your neck; it felt so real. We talked nonsense as we walked and hugged and held hands. I felt like I was flying higher than I had ever felt. You told me that it was real, and I believed you. Your voice was real, your face was real, you were real.

And yet, as I marveled at the fortitude of our encounter, as I listened to your voice that seemed even more special to me, I felt my eyes. I could feel my eyes in some other world, closed, even though I was able to see everything, the sun, the sky, the trees, the concrete, you. And so I opened my eyes and fell back into darkness, where I was unable to accept what had happened. It was all so real. I had dreamt up a situation of utter happiness, only to wake at 3am and stay awake for half an hour in shock. You mean so much to me, and yet I have no plans to confront anything. I am scared that you have a secret pull on me that I will not be free of for a long time. I can only hope that somehow, things will work themselves out, somehow.