[[*To Fix A Broken Life, Use The Tools Of The Heart*]]

[[*A loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one's work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face; the warmth and wonder of a loving heart*]] - "The Plague" by Albert Camus

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Thursday, May 11, 2006

We're tied to our memories
They won't let us stray
We're not gonna lose ones
We made yesterday
We look to our future
And we make all our plans
As if we control what is out of our hands

The world keeps on turning
I'm learning to see
Right where I am is where I have to be
You can't count the pages
All ages hear the call
No matter how hard we try
Life gets away from us all

We start getting older
The moment we live
Look over your shoulder
There's hindsight to give
Come good days and bad days
The sun's gonna rise
So why look beyond what's in front of your eyes

No matter how hard we try
Life gets away from us all

-"Life gets away from us all" (Clint Black)

It's certainly been Black Thursday for me. If the stress of two assignments due tomorrow is not enough, I had to deal with my car battery going dead on me. I tried getting help from my neighbour and while he was very helpful, there wasn't a whole lot of good he could do for me when the battery is dead. So, I had to call RACV, become a member and they came over to fix my battery. I then spent half an hour driving around, charging my battery. Jeez.

I also happen to look really bad today. My coursemate told me that I looked like I had been crying the whole night. I didn't know how to answer and so I didn't. There are some things better left unsaid. I just want to get assignments over with. I'm just so tired.

posted at 11:11 PM

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