8.2.06
.: d a r l :.
i miss you very badly. i wish i could drop this whole pretence and just throw myself into your embrace like before. and sulk, whine, laugh or cry. but now, the only place i'll fall into is thin air. i hate this.
i know why i never like reading love novels now. i specifically avoid them all the time.. the only exception i'm making now is because the author's my favourite one and i still dont fancy the plot. it's made up of things that just remind me of how my life should be, and i dont like that surreal feeling. how the teenage girl feels, i've felt at some point in time..the exact same way. maybe it's not the fantasy-like quality. it's the closeness to what i owned. the spite and sourness.
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5.2.06
my feet are still aching from yesterday's mad rush on heels..but it was a good day i guess. only thing was at pacific plaza, just when i thought i saw someone who'd pass as my prince charming, my phone had to ring and i had to be off. -___- wonder what love at first sight feels like. i've never experienced it before... and just so coincidentally, i saw a quote in one of my books today...
"who ever loved
that loved not at first sight?"
- Christopher Marlowe
i took a while to understand it...and realised, maybe i have never loved before, afterall.
im considering going to crescent's funfair this year...i'd not given it a second thought until she mentioned it. maybe i should go with her..but maybe not also. i dont wanna run into familiar people at the fair and have questions thrown at me like daggers.
i wish you'd message.
apparently, i'm in a serious state of confusion, facing an internal struggle.
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