Springs in my knees and blossoms in my soul
Yes, yes, pardon the typically unconventional title that sounds a tad corny but really isnt. Pardon me again.
I had the most wonderful feeling today while walking to The Door to give my last tuition for the semester (due to impending exams, horror of horrors), and as i passed Washington Square Park (that's the "park" that constitutes the NYU campus), i saw the flowers and the blossoms and the birds and the squirrels and the green green grass and the superbright sun, and then i thought about the past 2 weeks of my life: Good results in academic terms, good times in social terms, good news from those i need to hear from, good life in total.
And then i started to cry.
I had the most wonderful feeling today while walking to The Door to give my last tuition for the semester (due to impending exams, horror of horrors), and as i passed Washington Square Park (that's the "park" that constitutes the NYU campus), i saw the flowers and the blossoms and the birds and the squirrels and the green green grass and the superbright sun, and then i thought about the past 2 weeks of my life: Good results in academic terms, good times in social terms, good news from those i need to hear from, good life in total.
And then i started to cry.
posted by Kinfoong at 7:10 PM
3 Comments:
eh forget about the oriental massage/chinese music gibberish... haha... cry all you want! it is a blessing to be able to cry happily...
thanks connor =)
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