Friday, April 15, 2011

Time's flying

I'm late .
I'm late
For a very important date.
No time to say "Hello."  Goodbye. 
I'm late, 
I'm late, 
I'm late

The tale of this poor Rabbit seems to be a tale of my own.
Where has time gone? I find each second of each day crammed with school work, University decisions, Design projects, Church commitments, trying to catch up with friends, trying to fit in the forgotten boyfiend and trying to keep myself from self destruction.
I'm so very late.
I cannot comprehend how my friends are finding time to plan their plett rage and talk to designers about the details of their Matric gowns.
Those are the last things on my mind.
currently it is School school and school!
goodbye social life.
Exams are coming up. To many this means the end of all social commitments but i find exams blissful. i love the idea that soon i will wake up and wander off to school and be back home in no more than two hours:)
Who actually studies for the whole day? Maybe i can finally decorate that darn room of mine and get all my applications sent in.
6 Hours of school each day is just far too much. and 5 days per week is 3 days  too many.
i feel a rebellion on its way:D
My inspiration jar is empty yet again and thus i apologize for the lack of literary stimulation here.
I'm late, i'm late i'm late
Well i'm off with one supreme cup of coffee
to get back to my design project.
and the all nighter ahead.

Sweet dreams beloved 4 followers:P

2 comments:

  1. oh to hurry less and for a bit just wait ...
    wait a bit and to rush not so much and pause a bit
    pause a bit and savor the moment of now
    you see, life will happen anyhow ...
    so pause a bit dear child ...
    the empty jar will fill again
    so many things will happen anyhow ...
    so, stop now and then, hug ... give a smile,
    call a friend ... smell a flower
    capture and treasure moments ...dream a while
    stop just for a while and catch the rainbow
    it's yours ... you know

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  2. Exciting, vibrant! Watching this beautiful, young life envolved like an exotic flower bud! Take little breaks to saviour the beauty around you and then run, because you can! Love, Sonja

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