Sigh.everytime a moment of insurmountable boredom hits me,i feel inclined to blog. Currently in the library,3rd floor.the super-quiet-ppl-cn-hear-u-chew-brings-a-new-understanding-of-pin-drop-silence area.heck even the flip of a page is amplified to the equivalent of a loud laugh on normal floors.turning around to open my bag causes a commotion.argh.the most conducive environment?i think not.its quiet.too quiet...
Its so unsettling that everyone around me are able to move without making a single sound bt i cause heads to turn when i open my coke bottle.n even when i swallow.glug glug glug it goes.
Its just as well that the weather has gone back to dreary.now i wont b distracted by all the pretty colours.this time next week some(if not most) of the londoners will b free from exams.well pah i say.i hope the weather continues to b crap so u guys cnt have fun in the sun.so there.sigh.bck to work..
Enz.xoxo
Waves Crashed @ 11:16 PM;
::Oceanus::
EnLi.
19.
complicated is synonymous.
so NOT the prim and proper lady.
chocolates and crisps<3.
on the brink of a new chapter in life
and you're coming with me:)
::On the sea::
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
Often 'tis in such gentle temper found,
That scarcely will the very smallest shell
Be mov'd for days from where it sometime fell,
When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
Oh ye! who have your eye-balls vex'd and tir'd,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea;
Oh ye! whose ears are dinn'd with uproar rude,
Or fed too much with cloying melody -
Sit ye near some old Cavern's Mouth, and brood
Until ye start, as if the sea-nymphs quir'd!
- John Keats