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the last sunset

of bending spears and greek mythology
Monday, February 26, 2007

End of today's classes. I need rest. But nooooo, I somehow end up in bel field and looking over the group of people shouting and cheering and taking pictures. When I got closer, before I even knew what was happening, I was petrified at the sight of those eyes. Though lasting only a little less than a fraction of a quarter of nanosecond, I froze and almost dropped dead on the spot. Damn, wrong move. Run along little kid, go home, rest up, forget it, and start another day.

I have to say sorry to you, I shouldn't have shown up. It's now like I knew it. Well maybe I did, somebody mentioned it to me, but they said it was last thursday/friday, and I totally forgot about it before last wednesday. See? I didn't exactly want to go ( though I didn't exactly didn't want to go XD).

Yeah, right.

smiled at the sun again @ 7:52 PM,




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