Fist-sized.

In the rain

The pavement shines like silver

All the lights are misty in the river

In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight

And all I see is...

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forever and ever.

4.27 a.m.

Cure for insomnia?

What happened to bulletproof weeks?

I absolutely adore college life, I do. I appreciate that my soul has so fortunately collided with legions of other colourful individuals, I really do. And I know I have met four people I will never, ever forget, I know.

I also know that if it were not for the above, I'd be hanging on the edge of the steepest cliff, with one last slippery finger, by now.

Perpetual tests, assignments of paramount weight to my year-end assessments, perpetual tests, tests, tests.

I'm grateful for my family, and for my fulfilled needs, which immortalize the length of my mortal life (:

I'm grateful for my snowmen (: (Kick-Ass yesterday was our first impromptu outing and will definitely not be the last (; )

I'm grateful for my snowmen; for accepting my tendency of worrying over a number of things.

I'm grateful for my snowmen for acknowledging that I need a brain transplant.

I'm grateful for sunshine. (:

I'm grateful for sarcasm (x

I'm grateful for the horde of jokes (and one honey) in my class who never fail to make me laugh.

I'm grateful for the horde of jokes who even better, never cease to gorge a single silence. (No really, I love how loud you can all get)

I'm grateful for the girl who sits on my left, she enjoys hitting me and then smiling.

I'm grateful for the boys behind; one for his sarcasm, one for his amusing ways, one for his intelligence, one for his generosity and transportation-service, one for his cool interest in body language, one who actually sits in front, one for his mischievous quietness, and one for his alarming, perdurable, silence.

I'm grateful for the very innocent class-rep, her girls (including one doll of a bimbo), the vice-president of the student council, and the two female Einsteins.

I'm grateful for all other miracle-children around who easily smile and say 'hello'.

I'm grateful for celebrating every significant event in T.G.I.F.

I'm grateful for the chance to still bump into fellow ex-cempakans; daily.

I'm grateful for being in this very campus.

I'm grateful for being granted the capacity to, as they say, do my best. I have been doing my best, and I will continue to do my best, appreciating whatever the yield.

Tried as I may have, weeks have scurried along with the wind; too swift for me to immerse in my universe of gratitude, to savour the year. Promises to live each moment, I made at the very beginning...

So what happened to that?

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Still the beginning, never the end.

It's hard. But I'm trying.