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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

"I woke up this morning I was starin' at the ceiling cracks..."
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Heart beating...
heart drumming...
heart thinking ...
heart breaking...

I wasn't really staring at the ceiling cracks! (that's a line from Cynthia Alexander's song, Comfort in your strangeness) I was more like staring at the bed linings above me.(I sleep at the bottom bed of a double deck bed) And when I woke up, it was still a bit dark, I only had the little angel lamp on.

My sleeps had been dreamless... thank God! I didn't want my nightmare to actually reccur. I keep singing God is the strength of my heart until I fall asleep. The night I spent with Eloisa and Paula affected me so much! I feel so cowardly now. Harhar! Maybe like my paranoia it will pass.

Heart beating, because i feel like a nervous wreck every night, and I can feel my heart drumming like crazy. Then out of the scary things I'm thinking about comes thoughts about him and me and I would let my thoughts get the best of me and then my heart would start to break.

Hahaha! Realization: He's not even doing anything! In fairness to him, he's texting me every now and then. Bumabawi! Wala lang, I really should get hold of myself. I'm thinking too much am I not?

It's gonna be Eloisa's party tonight. Sana maging masaya ang kinalabasan.

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"... I have seen, I have been to places far and deep in my mind, only to find comfort in your strangeness..."

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