Studying is boring, but i like learning. Learning is fun

Currently in the midst of my 1 week study break and i've concluded many things, one of which is that an hour spent studying at somewhere away from home is a hundred times more fruitful than spending 4 hours studying in my room or living room or my parents room (when they are not home yet). I just can't seem to stay put at one spot whenever i study at home and the 4 hours i mentioned, it's inclusive of, if i'm easily restless, a 2 hours nap if not 1, around 10-15 mins of getting up, walking around and finding something to chew on. At the end of the day, i'll get frustrated for not accomplishing what i planned to. But who else can i blame but myself. That's why, the comfort of my own home is not always a good thing.. at least not when the books and i try to foster a reluctant relationship.

I love to go to the Airport. It is my very own interpretation of a safe haven and as exaggerating as it may seem, it's true. It's one of those few places where calmness saturates the air and the voices of the crowd congregate as music to your ears. I love going there to study, to read and write, to have a meal but not so much of sending people off (sour grapes). I like to think that i'm actually gonna walk through the departure gates whenever i'm there. Yes, it's very ironic that i'm always looking forward to go to my favorite place just to leave there for another country. Looking forward to the month of June!

Sticking to the topic of self-expression, i'm very fortunate to know this special person whom i always enjoy talking to for the most strangest (but not the only) reason - language. It's that kind of person you can strike a chord(not musically) with in terms of the way they speak. I've always embrace the fact that linguistics is one of the most attractive trait in someone and that's when i reveal the judgmental side of me... BUT....let's not go to that. It's a deal-breaker for me if someone is physically attractive but verbally repulsive. On the other hand, i'll be impressed with someone who is willing to use most of their make-up to doll up their speech until they are left with a little for their face. Of course, us humans are naturally greedy. We want both!

And no, our friendship is not being built upon by only the language we speak! It's just one of those bonus elements that makes the whole relationship even more special and hard to find. Pure, quirky and full of casual disagreements. That's the meat of it.

Just for the record - i'm in no way suggesting that my language is or is near perfect.

Flaw :|