Sunday, November 27, 2005


On this night, i crept back into my solitary confinement and wished i was embraced in the warmth of Jon's.

It was J and K + Twig and I tonight for dinner. I had wished Jon was present but he wasnt- out of town in fact. As much as i miss him, im inwardly appreciative {albeit rather} of this distance- solely becasue it reminds me of independence.

It's been pretty much a reflective day than anything else, thus calling for a day to just hang ard. {I've missed the guinness-record-breaking event as a result, also becasue i was on the verge of falling sick AGAIN!} Wasted a freakin' half day sleeping {totally unbecoming for anybody!} But justifiable for a well-spent craziness with Joc and Fel the previous night. We practically freaked everyone ard out, hurling incoherent curses and burping out loud {amplified, if you know what i mean}. I love my girlies so damn much cuz they take my mind off by luring me out of sanity.

Joc's such a good conversationalist. She can speak to anyone and everyone. Im inferior to her cuz i can speak only to certain people. I wanna try but i subconciously drift away from 'mindless' or 'unintrigueing' dialogues {which is sometimes apparant in the unintentional look}, which is very bad... cuz it proves im not too adaptable.


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i tried not to think of it
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but every night i lie awake
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yes, my dear
but still i cry