Cold

A ripple for every moment

Frigid sky scattered here and there. Shadows watch mountains who are not easily scared. Snowflakes fall as time stands still, while sun's warmth trembles under the treacherous chill. Depths run thin as the ice grows, and blue meets white in the blue shallow. Everything covered perfectly in a blanket, one that is cold and doesn't need to fake it.

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This day just kept proceeding in the wrong direction. Starting with a stuttering presentation, to attending a lecture that wasn't supposed to be attended, to forgetting about the festival of food or whatever the call it at WHS, to waiting for a buffy episode that wasn't the awaited episode, to talking to andrew about o chem for basically an hour, to working on my o chem report until right now... this just has been not my day. And now its late and I'm realizing, i have to write number 96. *Starts to pull hair out* I look towards the bright side though, after tomorrow is over, all that is left are three finals, if that is optimistic. And then thinking about the future i think further

and further

And I realize: Steve will be leaving next year to college. So will Matt, so will Shayla. So will Matt Pett. So will Richard but he will be going to the U so I should see him around. So will about everyone I know that I hang out with now. So that leaves me with what. Whom will I hang out with? It will just be Justin and I. Even then he has been talking of moving into a place on campus. The distant future *or not so distant anymore* seems to be very lonely... on that note I go to bed.

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