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Wednesday, December 03, 2003

its good to know that you've learned something new in just 2 days' time.never expected that something this trivial would bring such joy and contentment enough to satisfy the day alone.its weird too.to meet those people with whom you have drifted apart a long time ago..forced to play host and entertain them.not the ideal scenario i had in my head at all.petty bust-ups were swiftly settled by people either running away or compromising..wouldnt give a damn..so anything goes with me.if math reigned einstein,then anonymity must be reigning a handful of those around you and me.issue tht dragged on for 2+months was finally settled.definitely relieved.left for a quieter place early in the night in a group.amazing to see how the people you are more distant to usually actually share common thoughts and interests.sitting by the breakwaters with the wind in your face,barcardi in hand,hearing the waves crashing onshore,seeing the water seep through the sand,rising in level as time passes,not in the mood to talk,just knowing that the people you are happy with are just physically close by is comforting enough,long walks down the never ending beach,not at all bothered by the sand in your shoes,dimly lit pathways and cycling tracks,big groups barbecuing late into the night,couples making out on benches,cats prowling the litter bins,late supper,dozing off in various places,skimpily dressed women in macdonalds'.the night seemed to last forever,leaving the world in darkness.wait for the sunrise was futile as the sky was cloudy and overcast.the pathetic rays of sunlight coming through the thick clouds could have been missed had we not been observant enough.multiple visits to the same fastfood for meals in less 24h.not the perfect breakfast but it'll do.minor problem with kayak renting was quickly solved.too bad the waves were not strong enough to rock hell.must have eaten too much as the queasy feeling refused to go.thoroughly touched by a kind act from strangers who volunteered themselves aftwe appeal for help was rejected by people we thought would have gladly done so.the rain pattered on the porch and window panes,locking us in the unit..hoping it'll stop soon.feet covered with plasters as wear and tear between the sandals+slippers and skin.blood oozed out.the pain so numbing.conflicts surfaced when an unwelcomed guest appeared,obviously having changed her mind a few times.most were out after dinner leaving only a couple of souls.fell asleep on 2 chairs before the movie ended.slept little again,changing places many times..woke up on the stairs at dawn.tired out after attempting to pack..using the bag as a headrest.day3 ended with the 9 of us dragging whatever thats left over home.boarded the 1100h shuttle bus and headed off.

a surprised and shocked face stared straight in the face as the lift opened.time froze as awkwardness dripped heavily.the door closed.not seen since a few months ago.its ironical to miss someone..yet not wanting to meet him.impulsive actions and out of the blue reactions from the admirer..i do not quite fully understand this but will as time goes on.more observations to be made.yeah prolly that'll help.a puzzlement indeed for an onlooker...


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