don't let me fall

I've noticed that I haven't been updating lately.

Anyways, so what's new?
I've started knotting those little hats for smoothies as a CAS project (cheers for me), and it's actually quite fun. I didn't know I could still knit in the first place. I guess it's like riding a bike.
Also, I think Mr Lashes from the acting in English course has a mild crush on me. Boo Hoo. It's always the wrong guys. Real shame.
I've started missing LR really badly during classes. I mean, sure, I have new friends and stuff, but she's still that unique crazy biatch who'd sit next to me in almost every class and who knows what I'm thinking before I do. Oh well.
And bunking school is a bad habit. A very bad one, on top of it.

I read this book called "Before I Fall" by Lauren Oliver, and I loved it. It's aboiut a girl who dies in a car crash but then she wakes up and realizes that it's the day of the crash but it hasn't happened yet, so she's kinda given a second chance.
It's a really good story, it made me think of how every day could be your last, basically. You never know whether you'll live to see the next day, or even the next few hours. You could be run over by a car, for example. It's not that rare.
I think I want to start looking at things with more interest, I want to really see things, not just look at them but not really notice them - you know what I mean? Everything is so valuable and unique, it's actually almost heartbreaking that it doesn't last, don't you think? We're not invincible, no matter how convinced we are of the opposite. We're not immortaal, either. We're fragile human beings with fragile bodies and souls. Almost like a porcelain doll that shatters into thousands of tiny pieces if you're too rough with it. We can shatter, too. Whether because of old age or emotional overload.

So, my motto of the week is: Value your life, value every second of it. It may just as well be your last. You're not as strong as you think you are, and most certainly not as strong as you pretend to be on the outside.

/P.