Epiphany.. or something close to it.

Have you ever had a day when you suddenly sat back and really take a look at your life and the others around you? And you felt like it was as if you had stopped halfway through when everyone kept going on, and there they were, slowly going further and further ahead; their lives were changing, achieving dreams and goals, going to places and all you could do was only look on helplessly as they slowly fade away.

Thats the amazing thing about FB, I guess. How you can keep track of the lives of people you don't even talk to anymore. Feeling slightly nostalgic and wondering what my old high school friends were doing, so I 'hunted' them down on FB, and (not so surprisingly) I found out most of them had already gone overseas. But the surprising part was even the ones who had never once expressed any desire to leave... had left. Scotland, London, Australia, Germany, Russia. Its almost amazing. And ironic, that the one with the most desire to leave is... well, still here. And most probably will be for the next.. 3-4 years. Yes, I guess I've decided to work here for another 2 years after I grad. Had a talk with Ms D about it, and she's right when she told me that if I had started something, its best to finish it properly before I start on something new.

Started reading The Forbidden Game after having bought the book for nearly 2 months now. Lyd couldn't stop talking about it before and she said, quote "Definitely way way way better than all the Twilight bullshit and your Edward Cullen". Of that, I have no doubt, honestly. Turns out Borders was having a sale on that book, so I bought it. And, from what I have read so far, I'd say its decent. Which is why I think its a bad time to start reading a new book. Because a) I want to finish it so badly (even though I already know Julian and Jenny doesn't end up together because Lyd spoiled the ending for me again!), and b) I am going crazy with final submissions!

"Suppose the devil was just quietly minding his own business - when he saw a girl. A girl who made him forget everything. There've been other girls more beautiful, of course - but this girl had something. A goodness, a sweetness about her. An innocence. Something simple he wanted."
"To destroy it."
"No, no. To cherish it. To warm his cold heart. Even a poor devil can dream, can't he?"
(pg 101)