{ Nothing's ever promised; Tomorrow, today. }
Nothing is ever promised; Tomorrow, today.
What do you think about anticipation? I suppose there are all sorts of sensations associated with anticipation; the stomach constantly lurching sort, the forever occupied mind form, the I-got-myself-a-date-tonight kind, and worst of all the fear of rejection/distressing outcome type (NB: You would not want to converse with anyone in this state. People, myself included, get totally self-absorbed).
At the moment, I am having Christmas holidays for three weeks and I am glad to put all of that on hold. It will resurface perhaps a little over a week before my exams in January or when universities begin again to assess candidates to eliminate or include. Whichever comes first.
I detest but appreciate going through the period of anticipating. It sucks the energy out of you though I gather that it gives you something to pass time with, provides you with the opportunity to imagine the possibilities, and perchance enable you to change your fate. Well, not fate fate since fate is outside control, but I mean lighten the consequences of your expected turnout.
What I meant to cover in this entry is that in the past year, I had anticipated an end to a relationship I developed. Stupidly enough, the anticipation I felt, I had ignored. The thing is, I thought the more you gave in to your thoughts of predicted end result, the more you are ruining the relationship. Little did I know that simultaneously, I had missed warning bells and obvious signals that could have prevented the outcome of a battered heart.
And so boys and girls, the moral lesson for today by yours truly is to embrace all gut presentiments connected to anticipation. Believe me; it will save you from ending up as the fool.
PS: I am ecstatic that George in Desperate Housevives has finally died (Season 2,Episode 9). *Sighs relief. :)
( a l y a a ) @ Thursday, December 22, 2005 / 7:10 pm /
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