Why do we love?

Feeling poetic the past two days, so yeah, that's a result of 1 year of annotating Sylvia Plath's works. You will write like her. And by the way, i think she's an absolute genius. Her poems are the bomb. Anyway, I'm also feeling a lil' emo-istic, because of certain reasons that cannot be disclosed due to privacy. Interpret the two poems however you want it to be, just know that now isn't really a cheerful time, and the mood and tone is kinda suppressive.

Today was a terrible terrible day, and I'm really glad it's over. I spent 8 hours in the canteen playing Bok's psp, cos there are practically no lessons. I freaking wasted my time. Should have stayed home. 8 hours. Am i going to waste my life away like this? Honestly, I'm pretty afraid of retaining again, cos this year they're gonna teach mostly different things, and the pace is like at the speed of sound. Hard to catch up.

Well, Cross-country tmr. Hope all goes well. I really wanna get a medal. I'll just run my best. See how it goes.

Man was made to have a companion. Man has been going all around searching for that companion. What if she wasn't found? What if she was never there? Man would be all lonely and sad. What would man do?

Infatuation kills...