I am indeed studying in my room..
with that Anthropology text on my lap and a cup of green
tea..

I flip a page, but all i see in the book is.. reflections
from my suprised birthday party last night..

I flip the seond page.. and analyze the werid feelings I
have for him ... I am not supposed to like him  but.....

I flip the third page...and think of the plans to give a
suprised graduation party for my best friend...

I flip the next page.. and ponder why I am NOT "me"
today...

By the time I flip the last page.. my roomy has already
typed 5 pages for her ecology paper....

Here I am still flipping the empty pages.. with a pair of
cold hands... staring at the soaking wet window...

The world is wet with the spring rain .. .
so is my own world.....

I wish I could also flip this page, this moment of my life..
and turn to a sunny,rainbowish,cheerful day..

The God of the Weather must have heard my pryer..
Even before I finish mourning, the whole world is lighten
up

I think this is a sign for me to move to a different chapter
of my life....

Yes, this craziness for today is over and I am indeed going
to start reading this Anthropology text again...


( Sometimes,we can't concentrate on things... and I think
the best way to gather our thoughs is to write them down. I
hope I can really concentrate on my study now. =)