the rain mirrors my mood.

it's not that i never saw it coming. i never ruled out the possibility.
but there, there was that feeling, invading my insides when hk gave his reply to my qn. (hk the ever trust-worthy friend)

it eats me from the inside you know? one year isnt exactly a short time.

getting rid of excess baggage isnt as easy as it sounds. not when you spend nearly every waking moment thinking of it.

i'll be lying if i said i dont hurt.

why is it that when you finally pick up courage, it's too late?



and to think that grad night has passed, just like that. heck, jc life has passed and this only just sank in, like this morning. the days after my last paper were spent frolicking about in the giddiness of post-exam high. and now i'm starting to get emotional. these two years were one of my happiest, after all. it is no doubt ironic that i spent my two years anticipating and preparing for my exit from nj, then when it really happens i cling on, unwilling to let go.

3 dec, njcgradnite. damn, it passed too fast.


at my place