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Just some brain-whacking


Well, hello again!

This post is most probably gonna be very scattered for there is no real aim or topic today for I have been studying biology for the last 2 hours.(Oh yes, 2 hours straight).

So, I was just thinking about things. And you know, sometimes when you are truly and utterly bored out of your mind, you keep thinking. And thinking. And thinking. About no particular thing for one thought brings up something else and that brings up something else.

Well, I was thinking and you remember all those embarrassing things you did and wish you hadn't done them. You trace times back to from which point things got complicated. And you trace them so further back, you don't exactly remember what happened or how or why it happened. You think about the people who have gone away from you and you think of what made things go so wrong. And then you regret not having rectified them. You think about mistakes you had done long ago, things you should have said but you didn't, things you shouldn't have said but you did, things you should have believed and those things that you shouldn't have believed in.
You think about your clumsy moments, dreams, things you wish would happen, things you wish would never have happened. You think about important decisions that you made and how they changed your life and how different your life would have been if you had made a different decision. You think about the people who have become so close to you, when some times back -you either didn't even know they existed or never thought you would actually grow to love so much. You think about how and what brought you so close together. You think about everything possible at that hour. You think about that day, that moment, that smile, those tears, those people, those lies, betrayals, mistakes, fights, misunderstandings, friendships, love, funny things and dialogues- EVERYTHING!

Then, after ALL these thoughts- you give up trying to fall asleep and try not to trip and fall while making your way into the kitchen for a midnight snack. :P

THE END. (made you sigh, didn't I?)

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