"You're wasting my time"

Human relations is a fascinating. Every day we're surrounded by and interact with people, from each encounter; we find ourselves walking away with something new and ideally having given something away in return. Some encounters more enjoyable than others, some more worthwhile, others memorable.

I'd like to see myself ( Read more... )

"I don't think I've ever said it before...I really like you."
"Thank you, I really like you too but I've said that already."
"You have, but I've never said it."
"Some things don't need to be said."

The power of words is something that I more often than not, fail to recognize. Saying those words wasn't an easy task for me and neither would I ( Read more... )

"Hi."
"Hello."

Funny how sometimes a single thing or person can become the focus of your attention. You may be in a room full of people, you may be occupied with numerous things, surrounded by countless distractions and yet there remains an unyielding energy reaching out for you.

I was never one to fear distance, absence was a concept that I' ( Read more... )

"Can we sit here for a while?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Actually, I don't want to make you wait, you should go in."
"I'm not leaving, I want to stay."
"I don't want you to leave either, I was just being polite."

When time becomes irrelevant, when attention and focus seizes to be placed on my surroundings. When my mind is occupied with everything and ( Read more... )

Me: Second year already! Last year seemed to fly past.
Friend: Yeah, time tends to do that, you never really notice its progress
Me: Second year in college and I still find myself thinking of high school and missing those times
Friend: Haha, its ok to talk about high school times when you're in first year, but now, high school was 2 years ago, stop ( Read more... )

Friend: It's starting! Look!
Me: Wow! This is the first time I've ever seen fireworks in real life, it's so pretty!

I had the opportunity to witness live fireworks for the first time tonight. It was amazing! Believe it or not I've heard people comment on the fact that they don't particularly enjoy watching fireworks - and I respect their opinion - ( Read more... )

Me: That's a pretty notebook, can I take a look?
Friend: NO! Don't touch it! you can't look at that! It's my diary!
Me: Diary?
Friend: Yeah, its where I write all my secrets.

So there you go, that was how I was introduced to the concept of keeping a diary. I remember being utterly consumed by my need to share with a $3.95 lined journal all that crossed ( Read more... )