I let myself believe this was possible.
That it was,in fact,already happening.
But I'm not going to fret over the stupidity of believing.
Wouldn't that just be a waste of psychic energy?
Another excuse to engage in an endless cycle of negativity?
Experts in the field of human behaviour,
would agree that my will to believe was not a sign of stupidity.
Experts would agree that my will to believe was a sure sign of INSANITY.
...&It was that wretched,misguiding,leechlike parasite called hope.
i've got piano cross examination tmr.
the standard is there.
but the music and the feelings are not in.
forget it.
i give up hope lah.
im tired today.the cementary filming was a lil creepy.and it drizzled. -.- then go orchard from chua cho kang.then erh.went to IMM.wanted to buy new piano.but bloody hell.it was closed.sighh.
the times with you,seemed to be something out of someone else's life.coming to think of it now,its so unreal.there were so many times when i thought,once i turned around,you would be there.there were times,i seemed to see you right in front of me.there were even more times,when im completely broken,i seemed to feel you by my side,smiling that "everything's fine." smile of yours.im having wierd dreams at night,en even wierder illusions in the day.
conclusion -im on a nervous breakdown.
major big one.
oh,JOY.hooray
what now?
im messed up.
&I thought...Nevermind.
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