The Lovesong Writer

You'd think that since it's the holidays, I would have alot of free time right? Nope. Not a single thing. It's like June all over. I don't get much me time now. And how much I wish for it.
I guess, in a way, it's good too. I grow closer to other friends, affirming the support we give to one another. People from choir or debate. Our CCA friends, those who aren't supposed to be as close because they're not from our class. But then again, that thinking is stupid. CCA friends can be closer to you, because they're not as close. Perhaps you are comforted by the fact that they aren't close to your so-called close friends, and you can trust them not to spread.

"Proverbs are beautiful, isn't it? It's a little secret I carry because my other friends don't understand."

Our secret dreams and desires we tell them, merely because we know that our close friends do not approve of it or will make a mockery out of.

"My nickname hit close to the heart because I know deep down just how true it is."

In a way, CCA binds people of different statuses together. The lians, emos, goths; everyone, by their secret passion. But it's sad that people join CCA now to follow their friends and in the end, we are still as divided as ever. But then again, there is just a tiny shred of hope for us.

Oh it feels good to blog again after a one week hiatus. LOL. I contemplated on whether to delete this blog or not. For I saw no reason to keep it since nobody reads it and even in the event that they should, I have to choose words carefully so as to not stir up trouble.

pretentiously academian.

Labels: musings

7:38 pm;
Still waiting for you-