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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

its 3:30am in the morning. talk about strong coffee! whew.

me, rem and ate mai went out for a cup o coffee. it was quite good. early morning entries are a bit harder to make...sheesh....

life's a bit too busy for me right now. reports, assignments, exams and all that crap are starting to take it's toll on me. I'm stressed, sleep deprived and bored. I wish my parents were here...I miss em. I've been lookin for a better distraction to life than studying. I'm running out of ideas at an alarming rate. I wish I could just talk to someone right now. a bit earlier i had a few tussles with a few people. it was a bit alarming and shocking but it's ok now. i guess there are things that are just too complicated for men to understand.

new friendster messages made me smile today. it's weird how people affect people even through a thick layer of anonymity. to tell you the truth, i'd give anything just to be able to talk to em. sensible, smart people are so hard to come by these days...too bad...

i really hope things turn up in my favor...sometimes i just feel so alone. uncomfortably so.

-out


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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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