It just had to be you

Lately, we got a little acquainted with the kitties in the vicinity. It's amazing how animals display so much love and loyalty...Wish I could say the same for human beings. We see her (about time we named her) everyday after school - she has taken to loitering under the block. Waiting for us, perhaps? - for about a week already. She recognizes us and responds to our calls. She came bounding out from wherever she was previously when we called out to her, and proceeded to greet us warmly. Her feline pal joined us today, a tom cat who looks a bit fucked. His nose is longer and protrudes a little, and he seems to be of a different species - much bigger and taller than normal. (Egyptian mau!) Friendly as fuck though. He clambered into my lap and made himself comfortable there within five minutes of introduction.

I really have to bring them home to meet the dogs.

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I should stop obsessing with the supposed plans. Supposed is the important keyword, please highlight. Anticipation is not a good thing sometimes...Especially when you have no real clue if things are going to happen at all.

Plans for two months down the road - after major exams; two years - more major exams...that is if I am smart enough to get through this round; four years...maybe five, if we survive 21.12.2012.

I don't want to be disappointed. Can you promise me I won't be?

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Why is it that when I finally feel things could actually be alright that it falls apart and I crash harder than before?

Why do I have to be me?
And why does it have to be you?

"Miss you in a heartbeat."

Never good enough.