the week off school has been terrifyingly great.
up to a point that school seems so far away,
until the text of doom pops by which i have conveniently have been trying to avoid and scorn it.

i finally feel the real need to step out and see a little sun.
and the need to start fulfil my social activities that i have been forced to avoid.
it feels real great aint it?

the last sunday of the semester smells of rain.
seemingly like the last summer rain and the beginnings of fall,
which spells the new comings of the fall tv schedule and a possible travel fever.
there has never been a time i have suffered such an immense bout of wanderlust.
naturally the possibility of travelling to far enough places wouldnt happen now,
but at least the possible planning near the year end would be good.

it seems so odd that i should reject a schooltrip to hongkong in oct,
but at this point of time, i really cant deal with another mention of school.
i just want to do what is require of me and shove off (to something better).
even the mention deadlines or names of lecturers names sends me into a squirming fit.
eeks the horror.

as this blissful week branches out into the next,
its time to get over what seems impossible
and to tie up loose ends (or rather loose submissions) still left frayed.
nonchalance and work will help me through this week.
fat and whiny asses would not stand a chance.

i guess i understand your need now.
and if you seem to have others following you,
so you know what, i will just have to accept what is obviously not true.
maybe this is what they mean by having no strings attached.
there's really no point in harping on it.


just seven days!
but let the partying begin (:

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