The Plague

My life is dactylic. My vision of everything is altering. I sense lies but take them as truths. I misunderstand the truth as lies. Let this be a lesson learnt to whoever still have their conscience not being taken over by love and relationship. Experts, as well as an individual myself, would like to say this: NEVER EVER give a personal or intimate gift to your crush if you still don't know her well. Done it. Once bitten, twice shy...

"The Plague"... Call it a vision. Call it a mirage. Call anything that suits me, I won't mind. Nowadays, I seem to keep encountering that girl I liked. Might have been fate. Did fate brought agony upon me? Not only do I frequently encounter her unexpectedly, I also happen to mistake other girls for her... Slapping myself silly doesn't rid myself from this insanity. I am sorta losing conscience here. I don't have the face to see her like how I did back then. However, it seems as though God is wanting me to go for it, despite the facts that she is avoiding me because of that personal diamond pendant and that chances are ever so slim. "Worth a try" was always my style, but this... HOW?

Upon success, "The Plague" may finally be eradicated... Bravery or bravado, anything could mean defeat....

I observed the world through a window. The sun sets, it was dusk. First the sky was faint pink. Buildings shone the bright salmon pink, a gift from the Sun before he sets. Then follows a less vibrant and more mysterious purple-blue. The clock continues to tick. Finally, now, the buildings shine void black. How time flows is smooth, if not rapidly. Perhaps we are just growing impatient over everything even without realizing. Or our minds share a mutual belief that time flies when having fun, and that our combined mind-powers granted so.

Which would be more wise; keeping the truths from others and suffer in silence, or spill out the truth as a form of gamble for sympathy or embarrassment?

I was caught many times dozing off by both classmates AND teachers. Really was embarrassing. Imagine you are thinking of something really important. Not until someone catches you doing so and declare you an 'emo'. Even in my Facebook account. I set a new status, which is so obvious that I could bet S$20 that no one's gonna comment. It's the same. No one in Facebook really likes to chat with me. It's like no one will want to mind whatever I say. That is also the reason why I rarely update my profile.

As I was saying... I had this very nostalgic dream. The setting is indescribable. The dialogues really is... disturbing. It was about the ultimate reason why she is avoiding me. It was false, however. She kept mentioning about me mixing along with some group of people she disliked, some guys bearing a weird name or title of 'C-C'. I was really confused. In life, I am easily possessed by my "inner" world than reality. I tried working this out during recess. However got a little too far as into working it out during the SS period and 2 periods of Elementary Mathematics. Yeah.. People did notice my unconsciousness during these time periods. I even dozed off during the assembly period about the police talk on stealing and bullying. What's gotten into me, seriously?!