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Tuesday, 25 August 2009

wow what have i been doing. i think, my words, they run out of fuel. this wretched rain.and i have been getting monosyllabic, vapid and cofused answers. i am still hopeful. stake my claims and i'm thinking i'm feeling this a warm-up, just the shadow of the same ordeal.

i am babbling. i think i just witnessed confidence dissipated in uncertainty and hopes are wronged. words, they just tumble out manically and compulsively. again.