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Tuesday, September 4


Bittersweet Memories... @ 10:38 am

I dunno what got into me this morning but as I was looking out of the window of the pathetic bus 53, I was suddenly reminded of him. I think it was due to the weird dream I had last night. I dreamt that I was with someone, and very happy indeed.

Now they say that whatever happens in the dream, the reality will always be the opposite. So I felt miserable right after I woke up. -__-

Anyway... as I was saying, I was reminded of him and I realised that I, erm... kinda... miss him. Ahem. As much as I hate to admit it, yes I do miss him once in a while. Or rather I miss those times I had with him. (Yucks, I feel like slapping myself for saying those words). Those were sweet memories which I had never wanted to end but it did, and there's no way we could revert it back to what it used to be.

So I asked myself, what went wrong. Sometimes I'll wonder if he ever asked himself that question. Was it me or was it him? A finger would point at him but 3 fingers would point back at me... so I guess...

Sometimes I wonder what he took me for. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

I had liked that feeling he gave me. That sense of belonging. There was reciprocity. But I was too restrained. I took many steps back. At that time, I wanted answers but now, I just cannot be bothered anymore. I have moved on. To Din. Ahahahahah!

Oh, when will I ever get serious. Let's see... Never? Ahahahaha!

Rite. Sorry about that.

I lost a friend. And I hate that feeling. Since both don't have the guts to come face to face and sort things out, and since we chose to run away, we will never ever be the same again. It's too bad, I guess. In front of him, I just have to swallow my pride.

One day, I would love to sit down with him and have a good talk. I hate to think of him as a 'bad' guy cos I know he probably is not but he sure is an idiot.

I was counting on Din but that one is another buffoon (as Jalen would conveniently call him) too, so I'm back to square one lah. Just me, myself and I.

My life is nothing but a comedy with a kooky protagonist, no less.

I deleted everything. But memories... they stay, you know.




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