Two new babies:

Cheech & Chong.

Who needs Valentine's Day when you can have exams!

I went furniture buying today, because my exams are coming and I can't study sitting on the bed.
My house now owns three pieces of second-hand furniture, all of them a very strange assortment together. Nothing matches.
The table is foldable, wooden and metal. The chair is a very old, very grimy looking blue metal foldable chair. It's a small but sturdy thing and I can only imagine how old it actually is. The blue on it is pretty nice though. And the shelf I bought was probably somebody's shoe rack at some point, but once I paint and varnish it, it will be a beautiful bookshelf.
Also, I saw really big turkeys! Like the ones Obelix saw in Astrix and the Great Crossing, in the island of gobblers!
I just really regret not having my camera.

Being awesome is the best revenge.

I know I'm clutching very tightly, my fistful of sand.
But the water it comes and the water it goes, repetitive like clock-work, breaking everything into small fragments, pulling them away.
Time and sand, they're all the same.

How should I be, in love?
Should it be a love like bookends, holding our stories in between
Or like an old velvet chair, lingering lonely around your space?
And you will come and fall into the old familiarity that comes with having owned something so long, stroking it lovingly, reminding yourself once again how much you love this battered old chair.

And springtime starts but then it stops

In the name of something new

Amazing.

Because real flowers die.