a place called information

I’m surrounded by different kinds of books and CCCians students.

The silence must be one of us it feels like everyone needs peace and silence in life, but then there are some who are chatting silently but still they can’t control the big voice to come out. There are also writing while chatting just like birds that flocking and flocking while doing something. In some corner I also saw a group of girls who are in silence and their moment spends only for reading. I’m holding a magazine- PC World; I was so attracted because of the fabulous luxury at the back dreaming to have this someday.

          It’s one o’clock a lot of students are coming in hurry just like there’s an emergency but then there is a girl who passed at my back I was caught by her because of her perfume that so fragrant. And as time passing by I feel so sleepy because of the silence and well ventilated area it’s so very cold and I want to lie down to sleep but I can’t. I look up again another magazine to remove the boredom feeling of being silence. Hmmm the tik..tok..of the clock is so slow my tummy is already turning around I want to eat something sweet. The time for my second class is coming therefore instead of eating I went to college building to attend my class.