Friday, June 18, 2004

I thought it was over, that it wouldnt come back... but it did...
I'm having the same dreams again. Its the same over and over but sometimes its a different place, different situation, sometimes its the same...
and the things is i'll always end up running... i'll just run without stopping and somehow i dont feel tired nor heavy, something that i wont be able to achieve in real life, and somehow i feel free, somehow i feel like i dont wanna stop and continue running...
The latest dream i had i was in this old classroom, i was a student, and the weather was freaky, bolts of lightning was hitting the ground outside, i could predict that it was gonna hit the classroom so i got up from my desk which was beside the window and stood at the door frame and as i predicted it hit and a girl who's desk behind me got hurt.. i quickly went to my desk to collect my things before anything got worse.. and i felt guilty.. i felt guilty that the girl got hurt... i felt that it was my fault that i should have told her... then i got out of the class and started to run out of school, passed my friends, and just ran... and the bag on my back didnt felt heavy at all, i just continued running and running....
i didnt know where i was going but my heart felt lighter.. i felt like i had no worries... i felt free...
i donno..
its just wierd...
i thought the dreams i've had of running has simply stopped...
but i was wrong...
i hope it doesnt continue when school starts cause i'll just feel more tired when i wake up...

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6/18/2004 11:41:00 PM
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.The Writer.

I love standing in the rain, letting the feel of raindrops caress feverish skin, letting it wash away my thoughts, worries and pain. I love the feel of sand between my toes, the cool wind whispering in my ear, the soothing sound of the sea, the warmth of a hug. I love anything vintage, historical, mysterious and magical. I like to laugh, I like freedom and happiness, I like the idea of romance, being swept off my feet and happy endings. I currently have no idea where i'm going but i know i'll get where i'm suppose to be in due time. I want things i cant have, I dream of things that can never be but i'm too afraid to leave the things i'm familiar with even when i know i'm adaptable to change. I can be the person you love or hate, like or loath, admire or envy. I am not perfect,
I am just me.