ghost of you

Friday, June 24, 2005

damned...man i feel so weak... im havin a sinus attack people... ugh...there's this girl..half korean, half cebuana...damned! she's gorgeous! makes me weak... at first it was all casual "hi im blah and blah blah blah" and then it stopped and flowed and stopped. malabo...

im so confused about it. who is she? i can't construct a valid/logical explanation for her sudden appearance in my life. what is she? is she real? am i too paranoid?

she told me that she was born in korea and raised here in the philippines. she also told me that she's studying HRM at the UNIVERSITY of CEBU. i looked it up. aba! it exists! the plot thickens!

anlabo talaga! damned! i couldn't stop looking at her! i have to focus! i have to get to the bottom of this! may conspiracy dito! hindi pwedeng basta basta na lang mangyari to! set up ito! sana naman wag BITOY's FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS! damned! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!?!?!?! eto na ba ang karma?! leche! all i could think about is spending more time with her! at this moment, 50% of my current brain capacity is focused on her. The other 50% is trying to figure out a way to prove that this is all just a bad prank.

if ever this isn't a wicked prank , i'd be the luckiest person alive.


but if it is, i'd even make my very own "i'm stupid" t-sirt.



i really hope she's real...
real enough not to hurt...

i sure could use a lil bit of omniscience right now.


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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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