Monday, June 28, 2010

Quiet quiet nights

i like quiet nights; i can think properly. i don't have to pretend to agree with someone or something; and i can be as un-PC as i want.

i like quiet nights. a lot.

The Econs paper was really a punch in the gut to tell me that I need to start studying. Apparently, last minute studying with friends (thank you Darius/Hannah/Wet/Hadi) just isn't going to cut it for As.

Plus, today blew my null hypothesis - Linosaurus is gifted at Humanities - clean out of the water, rejecting it firmly in favour of the alternative hypothesis - Oh crap.

it's also quiet nights like this that the little feelings bare themselves.

i really wish that you had been there for me when i needed you.
cause i was trying so, so, so so so hard to let you know that I needed you.
to tell you that I'm really scared and hurting inside
to tell you that I... that I... that I could lose her that very night.
to have someone to comfort me and hug me and to tell me:
"it's okay, brother, everything's going to be alright."
i've never said no when you asked for help, never turned away.
never couldn't be bothered or too lazy to love.

i know we all have our flaws, our limitations.
but maybe
just like how it might have been difficult for you that day
it might be difficult for me, just to forget the pain i felt that day.

but i'm really, really thankful to you for being there for me. you know who you are, you know i love you to bits. not because of just that occasion, but the sum of everything. i never told you this: that I don't think you're pretty. i think you're beautiful.

i like quiet nights.
or at least,
quiet nights like me.

...
and yes, i think i like quiet nights.