Why am i trapped in this continous nightmare?
I know it is quite silly to talk about what happened yesterday, but that is what i would like to write for today's "journal". At this moment i am not certain about how to begin but i would try my best to express my feelings from yesterday.
Sigh... Yesterday during period third while i was running on the third floor for fitness summative project, i saw his cousin and talked to her for a bit. Actually i pretty missed her mom ( that's really true) so i planned to have a conversation with her in period five.
When i saw her car, i rolled into it immediately and had a pretty amazing talk with her. Well... we chatted on inconsequential issues of our lives: school, job, and finally him. I have to sigh again when i think about this because everything about him has started to echo in my head again in this week. Okay back to the conversation. Yea... she asked me if i had bought a new car... i said yes and it has no turbocharger in it... and then i told her his car is the top one on the most wanted to stolen car list... she said it's pretty hard to look outside of his car since he tinted his windows too dark. It's even diffcult for people to see the passengers within the car. Once she got on his car at night and she had this experience. At the end she said... well... next time you sit in his car and you will know the feelings... i was stunned at that moment... i dont' know why... but yea... Sigh... i mean...it will never happen man... so i talked about something else...
I guess i should stop writting my journals on him because this keeps reminding me of him had once existed in my life. Well... today, delibrately, i drove on Hollinghim on my way back home. I tried not to look at his house on my side windows but i could not help it. Yea...i think i should stop writing about him otherwise i wont' be able to forget him... hahaha... the end~
Sigh... Yesterday during period third while i was running on the third floor for fitness summative project, i saw his cousin and talked to her for a bit. Actually i pretty missed her mom ( that's really true) so i planned to have a conversation with her in period five.
When i saw her car, i rolled into it immediately and had a pretty amazing talk with her. Well... we chatted on inconsequential issues of our lives: school, job, and finally him. I have to sigh again when i think about this because everything about him has started to echo in my head again in this week. Okay back to the conversation. Yea... she asked me if i had bought a new car... i said yes and it has no turbocharger in it... and then i told her his car is the top one on the most wanted to stolen car list... she said it's pretty hard to look outside of his car since he tinted his windows too dark. It's even diffcult for people to see the passengers within the car. Once she got on his car at night and she had this experience. At the end she said... well... next time you sit in his car and you will know the feelings... i was stunned at that moment... i dont' know why... but yea... Sigh... i mean...it will never happen man... so i talked about something else...
I guess i should stop writting my journals on him because this keeps reminding me of him had once existed in my life. Well... today, delibrately, i drove on Hollinghim on my way back home. I tried not to look at his house on my side windows but i could not help it. Yea...i think i should stop writing about him otherwise i wont' be able to forget him... hahaha... the end~

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