665: Journal of Occurences
So on the way to school today, I discovered that my copy of "A Saucerful of Secrets" has a lovely gash in it, which skips like hell during the title song. It is a peculiar scratch, almost circular, which makes me wonder; where did it come from? Probably from the horrible CD player that I have in my decaying car. The Focus was once a bright car, inside and out, until I got a hold of it. Now it is dull, full of holes, and decrepted due to neglect.
School seems to going better so far, well the summer semester was one of the best I have had in a long time, yet I only took two classes. It seems that I can not just learn from anybody and so far, my instructors this semester seem to be up to par with what I have come to expect from being a perpetual college student.
Christina and I seem to be growing, not apart but closer. And I do believe that to be a good thing. She is starting to open up more, her eyes still shy, but become bright as soon as I come into view. I can't help but just to stare at her, which seems to weird her out. She'll get used to it. It is hard to beleive that it has been almost an entire year since we began our courtship.
"Keep calm and carry on"
derm.
School seems to going better so far, well the summer semester was one of the best I have had in a long time, yet I only took two classes. It seems that I can not just learn from anybody and so far, my instructors this semester seem to be up to par with what I have come to expect from being a perpetual college student.
Christina and I seem to be growing, not apart but closer. And I do believe that to be a good thing. She is starting to open up more, her eyes still shy, but become bright as soon as I come into view. I can't help but just to stare at her, which seems to weird her out. She'll get used to it. It is hard to beleive that it has been almost an entire year since we began our courtship.
"Keep calm and carry on"
derm.