...which was what yesterday was all about.

I think I might like the way the world looks from here.

I am so into the Friday kinda feeling right now.

For one, Mr Dio's Lit Test went pretty okay. Maybe I'm just assuming and will be utterly humiliated when the paper comes back with a big red "...JUST. NO." scrawled across it- but I quite enjoyed doing the test. Plus this time, unlike the Whitby test (45 minutes of comparing and contrasting 2 poems, vs this 1h of critically analysing 1 poem), we actually had time to think, which was nice.

After school, it was frozen yogurt with the DWL at Sogurt. Regular Friday sessions, anyone?

I (finally) remembered to bring the Marriott catalogue; so we spent about an hour browsing and hopping between Cabo (Amrit), Hawaii (Amrit), "Pillipeens" (Josh), Greece (me), Ireland (me), Beijing (us, in a moment of desperation)...

The problem's that we all have different kinds of holidays in mind.

Buuut since

Lisa: "...HELLO WOMAN breakfast in Greece cost us 100 euros!"

Cara: "...Oh. Did you all eat for the rest of the day?"

Lisa: "Yes!!"

and

Dad: "Isn't the IRA still in Ireland?!"

and

Me: "...England?! England, in December? I was there in the middle of July and almost froze!"

and

Josh: "...My Mum probably won't let me fly anywhere out of Southeast Asia."

...we've pretty much settled on Australia/New Zealand/thereabouts.

1) Because AUS/NZ are (somewhat) close to Indonesia which is (somewhat) close to Singapore and therefore still counted as being in the Southeast Asian region. That's Josh appeased.

2) Because Australia has beaches. That's Amrit satisfied.

3) And because NZ = LotR. That was all it took for me.

Amrit: "...Just watch, though. Next week, Cara's going to change her mind again. In the past two weeks, she's hopped from Australia to Phuket to Greece to Ireland to Greece to Ireland and back to Australia again."

Lisa: "...Sooooo; moral of the story isssss...let's all rent a hotel suite in Sentosa!!"

Everyone: *glares*

And then we went to the German Marketplace, where Amrit started reading the labels off food and generally butchering the language and embarrassing all of us. So we went out.

I love those kids.

I finished a run when I reaaaaally didn't feel like a run; and now I feel like Xena.

This weekend's gonna be a good one.

She showed me this today, and I thought how pretty, and how sad, it was.

I'll never turn back on that path now, there are brighter roads ahead, and I never say goodbye twice.

But there is comfort, and poetry! in knowing that somewhere, there are hidden lanes where ex-lovers will always be seventeen; and where the air between us will always be tender, and true.

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"These violent delights have violent ends

And in their triumph, die like fire and powder,

which, as they kiss, consume."