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Thursday, March 29, 2007

do you ever have those moments?
when you're looking at a page of words... spacing out.
suddenly, you look at the page again and realise nothing makes sense. the letters don't form words. just, gibberish.
then you think
"what the hell's uruguay and what'm i doing here."
and cary on with whatever you were doing.

not making much sense am i.
i don't know.
been feeling antagonistic towards someone lately. like the page of words.
one day i looked at said person and didn't understand what i was doing hanging with.
it don't make sense, there hasn't been a specific reason for my annoyance.
and it is not pms.

thing is, i am not thinking about some south american country and moving on.
im wondering why we became friends in the first place. you can tell, if you watch me.
im not the tightest-shut book in the world.

been making excuses for my aloofness.
haven't said anything. we'll see how it goes.




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