We might as well be strangers

After all these years... the rush is still there - the exact surge of emotion that started three years ago. As his name or face appears even in the most inconspicuous of places, the heart still races the same way. As that small strip of notification from Yahoo! Messenger shows up with his name on it, the words disappointment, hope, and fate come to mind.


Like I said, it started three years ago, the summer just before college. I won't bore you with the details anymore. Just know that this wasn't exactly the first time that this kind of thing has happened, so there's really no surprise. It's just the typical girl meets guy - girl like likes guy - guy fools girl - guy breaks girl's heart and tears it to pieces kind of thing. Except that until now, there's still some heart-tearing happening. And it's completely the girl's fault.


You see, the two still talk. The girl knows it's bad for her 'cause there's still something there. She feels both the ache and happiness in being able to converse with the guy, even though their talks don't really go anywhere. She did like like him after all. Maybe still does, but has lost all hope. And the guy, he's happy with another girl. But the saddest part - guy doesn't remember girl.

Every night is another story

I had a very interesting dream last night; woke up thinking if I remembered it right. All I can recall now however is the really interesting part. And since it was a dream, it doesn't really have to make sense, but still, this one in particular was very weird.

So now every time I try to play back the dream in my head, all that appears is exactly the last thing I saw right before I woke up. I opened the door to my room and there was this guy in my bed. And I'm not talking about my room here from where I am now, but my room at home, where I used to sleep - the bottom bunk of the double deck. And well this wasn't just some random or unknown guy, cause if it was I really wouldn't think anything of it. But this was someone that I actually know, and even liked - like liked.

Oh well, so I'm actually just blogging this so I won't forget. It was a nice dream after all - weird, but nice.


Also I changed the featured music to Stolen by Dashboard Confessional feat. Juli. I just adore this version, and I love the music video! I had the sudden urge to listen to this when I thought of songs that would be nice to play for a wedding. Of course my first thought was Maroon 5's She will be loved. This came next.


Yesss... a post written properly in English. I was just thinking that I really have to speak the language more often so I'd really be comfortable with it. I do have to work sooner or later and deal with people who talk in English.