Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Monday, April 03, 2006

Time is collapsing.

Time is slipping away from me--with the blink of an eye, this year has passed and it's almost time to write my finals again. It feels like just yesterday that I finished them at Christmas, and with a sigh of relief I left campus for home. Now, within less than a month, I will drive away from University to head back on the road to home for the summer.

I am excited to go--but at the same time, I will miss you.

Finals Countdown:
Five in Total:
1. 31 and a half hours.
2. Two days.
3. Fifteen days.
4. Twenty-Two days.
5. Twenty-Three days.

...Should I be scared?...

God only knows...

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