in the student lounge on tuesday night, we never expected we'd last this long.

it's been raining nonstop these few days. the mornings always begin deceptively sunny, and the rain always chooses the most inopportune times to come down. like when you're on the way there and back, but not in. i feel drenched all the way to my bones. the sun is out but it's still raining. maybe later there'll be a rainbow.

here is some KTV fodder to get you all in the mood for tonight
i felt, growing within me, perhaps for the first time, a nauseating sensation of emptiness: so this was what it meant to be different: this was the price for being the salt of the earth. to carry on your crossbar a girl you desire and be so far from her as not to be able even to fall in love with her: carry her on your crossbar along viale gorizia to help her belong to someone else, and vanish from my life.
(primo levi,the periodic table: phosphorus)

-lovelybones