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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

4:15 PM

The Beautiful Letdown

The paroramic view of my sadness is painted out onto shreds of my over written love letters. The solecism of love words sends a wrong signal to me, but then again the love maybe true. Once again, I'm left to face my midnight chatters companionless, be it msg or msn I feel like I am just talking to myself. Yea, it sucks to know that people just hate to reply me, at least Branda and Xian Hui did, so special thanks to Branda and Xian Hui for replying. The prosaic late hours isn't much of an appeal to me, and I once again seek felicity in just one special reply.

Besides my night dosage of bleakness, my day was pretty unique. Skipping to the afternoon, I was asked out by Fiona and Eugene, and I sure did had a great time. Our plans to get tickets to Chuck and Larry was a sinking ship, due to my inadequacy of meeting the age requirements. I'm 18 but only in a month and 3 days. We skittle and settle for premonition. We'll this is one movie where being late for, isn't the best option, which unfavorably happened to us. Reaching to the end, I manage to get the story which left me a little disturbed. It was a good story of a week closing down from both sides to wednesday. The cause of the wednesday tragedy remains unclear, but each passing day speaks about the build up and the aftermath of wednesday. I'll rate it 7.5/10, the shuffle of scenes and mind blowing emotions were the main stream to my rating. Thanks to Fiona and Eugene who saved me from my stay home plans and took the vapidness away. :)

Then again, this day ends with the undesirable common ending. Every night is a reenactment of my love request being terminated. Though it maybe a different play I act in, but the script and plot ends matches to the previous ones. A funeral march for love again. My love war, will you end? or has it just began? Whatever, I'll march on till I see the sun. goodnight world...