november

10:07 PM

i was reading through the e-mails i first sent to merv daddy regarding FF for noraa;
gosh i miss november.

november when i first knew daddy
november when i chatted with noraa and justin till 2pm every night
november when i screwed my german oral
november when you don't know that i have a big crush on you
november when you said you only treated me as a friend
november when we could at least have a decent conversation through the night
november when i waited for you to practise guitar before chatting
november when my sole purpose of going online is to chat with daddy and noraa

yeah yeah: i'll be there as soon as i can.
i miss it when you online with a new msn nick; and i will be frantically surfing the net for the title of that Muse song. now i don't even have to search cos it's all in my head. since when am i so obsessed; unintended.

headaches are getting the better of me. that drowsiness makes me emo. why are they playing evanescence now - stupid radio; aggravating my mood.
divine
Then let our trial teach us patience.

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"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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