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Monday, April 02, 2007

you know what i feel like.. i feel like this old painting thats being restored, only outdoors.. and its kinda hard to both remain whole as a canvas itself, and yet keep all the colours on at the same time.. the elements, oh how they tear at you..
anyways. its rew yet again.. how time flies doesnt it.. but somehow this time it really feels like it doesnt matter anymore.. urghs, is that supposed to be good or bad.. when i saw reginald up there i just felt really really old.. i mean, ive been seeing him lead worship on and off and like dunno how many donkey years.. i even went for one of their worship camp thingies.. whatsit called.. the third place, i think.. its near the (used-to-be) rainbow buildings where theres this jap restaurant we used to go to.. haha if anyone has any idea where on earth that is.. it just feels like ages ago since i believed in fairy tales.. sighsighsigh, and here i am increasing my reliance-factor on fantasy yet again.. yes, escapism they call it.. i suppose i cant deny it then.. when an imaginary world seems almost better than real life.. perhaps better even.. when sleep provides such a sharp relief.. i used to read myself to sleep, you know.. ah yes cry yourself to sleep, not so bad.. but read yourself to sleep? like what on earth? literally.. reading, makes your eyes tired.. so blessed sleep comes all the faster.. and when you read and you fall asleep, you dream of your characters, so that dreams and imaginary friends really do seem better than the waking world.. (omg theres this car making horrible alarm noises downstairs.. so annoying.. ) anyways, yeah so since i seem to be like typing kinda incoherently i guess i should pretty much just stop here.. and sleep.. or do work.. or just something.. anything. night, then..

10:08 pm

gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.

blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.

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