Everything on Earth goes down to dust, but what's imprinted on the heart remains alive
Sunday, June 18, 2006
{ 8:36 AM
I love long bus trips.
To stare into space for long minutes. Thinking of what which isn't that good anymore. Perhaps i am dreaming. For it to be good.
Thought of all those who put a smile to my face. =)

This was so freaky that I would never go up there 3 times in a row. It's a good thing I didnt die of heart attack sitting it the second time. I think I'm afraid of heights already.

This was quite thrilling too.
I saw Andrea thrice. Once at Corkscrew, once in First World, and the other in First World Hotel's Lobby. So coincidental. ^^
I realized all I wanted in the past is happening now. While I'm falling deeper into the hole. You are still on the same spot all the time. Perhaps, falling into another.
I can bend my finger slightly already. =)
It's time for homework too.
I once felt so secure, not now. Or perhaps, it was my imagination all awhile. I tell myself to be understanding, but i'm regretting. Trust, I always had.