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Saturday, February 25, 2006

here i am once again

back to this darn shit.

just now, i was at orchard, actually leaving, and Ryuta came by to say hi. i tink something happened i'm not sure.

(i'm not drunk asshole)

and whn he left i turned and saw his back view, leaving. and WHAM! everything came crashing back on me. the time he(not ryuta) walked off when we quarrelled.

great. and now aft a mere 2 cups, i'm using the alcohol to let my tears flow let it flow let it flow..


HMPH. im not drunk.

11:50 pm


Do you wannabe a superstar?

Monday, February 20, 2006

any omens there?

a few days ago i had this sorta terrible dream, it goes like this:

Ryuta and I and some other person was on a bus towards a place,
and the bus was surprisingly empty except for the few of us.


On the opposite lane, there he was in the bus, along with one other guy and two other girls.
It was a double date i presume, as he was holding some girl's hand.
Right there i suddenly felt a wave of pain across my chest and i instinctively turned around to see a theatre, with it's show times scrolling across the board.
I saw the time of the show that i somehow knew they were going to catch, and realising that they were going to miss the show, i jumped off the bus and ran with all my life, chasing after his bus. Crying and screaming as i ran, the bus seemed to always be just within reach but whenever i was gonna reach it, it accelerated again. Behind me I could hear Ryuta shouting my name, calling me to come back but i just continued running, until i broke down sobbing uncontrollably...


then i woke up. do they mean anything? i dunno. *heaves a big sigh*
i really hate all these "hangover" feelings from dreams of him, cuz it reminds me of everything we've shared..

is it time i begin diversifying my attention?

10:02 pm


Do you wannabe a superstar?