:: mulling over ::

3 down, 1 more to go. Oh, and one presentation on Tuesday too.

I got so caught up with the busy-ness of assignments, i didn’t even get the opportunity to get excited for OA. Sure, it was somewhere in the back of my head, but this was/is something that i’ve looked forward to since….the beginning of last year!

Then, i was planning my schedule to go for OA in a time that was *convenient* for me to go.

How ironic it is that i’m now going at a time where i’m most bogged down in the semester. *smirks*

Ah, God. Your thoughts and Your ways are definitely higher than mine. I pray that i’ll go in peace, knowing that there’s still one more assignment to hand in. Consolation : it’s only worth 10%. Note the only. *grin*

We will fly way up high
Where the cold wind blows
Or in the sun, laughing and having fun
With the people that she knows
And if the situation should keep us separated
You know the world won’t fall apart
And you will free the beautiful bird
That’s caught inside your heart

Can’t you hear her?
Oh she cries so loud
Casts her wild note
Over water and cloud

That’s the way it’s gonna be, little darlin’
We’ll be riding on the horses, yeah
Way up in the sky, little darlin’
And if you fall I’ll pick you up, pick you up

Don’t worry ’bout a thing little girl
Because I was young myself not so long ago
And when I was young, when I was young
And when I was young, oh I was a wild, wild one.
Horses-Rickie Lee Jones-

I’m excited now. Am looking forward to the during and the afters.



On another note, you’ve changed. *thoughtfully* I can’t put my finger on what it does to me though. Oh wells.

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