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Monday, May 22, 2006

What amazes me.

How he can injure himself so much during soccer.
How he frowns when bothered.
How he says,"What u talking about?"
How his gaze means different things at different times.
How he listens to my pain.
How he is not typical.
How he kisses.
How we are never satisfied.*winks.

I can go on but i won't bore the freaking crap out of you people.
But well, u guys entered my blog and he is the person who is making me flutter inside out so shove it if u think it's too cotton candy for ya.

Anyway...

I re-pierced my nose.
Thanks baby.
Next, imma have to rebond my hair.

I have actually been struggling with whether i should change the way i blog.

To be more concerned about the feelings of people and whether i should substantiate my statements, that are derived from nowhere reliable, with evidences to make myself sound smarter.

But then again, who am i trying to show that i am smart because i dun need evidence to sound smart. *I am joking.

So, screw that. I am still not going to make sense when i blog.

You know what amazes me the most?

I have never been a fan of relationships that causes you to think about the other person almost 24/7. Those relationships where u are like, attached at the hips with one another.

If i get into this kind of relationships, i would feel as if my freedom of thoughts and speech are threatened even when they did not do anything to make me feel like that. I get very defensive when i am getting closer to a person. And the fact that i must think of that person when i want to do anything. It just pisses me off.

Like i don't belong to myself anymore.

But then again, with him, the feeling is not there. The feeling of rebelling. The kind of rebelling when you force both North-pole sides of a magnet. The way i always get when someone gets close to me. The feeling is not there with him. On the contrary, it seems as if it's more attracting than rebelling. Like, my thoughts and freedom of speech are still intact.

The ease that exists between us is so obvious that it amazes me.

We can be friends one moment. And lovers the next. The next moment, he'll be like a baby and one second later, i'll be the baby.

It's so funny, it seems so cool.(*tat's what i think,screw u.)

But well, this kinda experience comes around so rare and it would be so unpredictable that it would be a shame if we spoil it all by pushing it to be another level where it's not supposed to be yet.

Despite that, i would like to say that i am happy.

So happy, i should be fined for smiling too much.

My addiction

Him and Me.

At Lisboa! Really!!

Utopia

Happiness magnified

by an intruder.