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Saturday, April 23, 2005

The story of my life, my love life that is...

Dear Heart,

I met someone today, prepare to be shattered.

Borrowed that quote from Christabel, a very good friend, who used it for her messenger status. Thought it fit me to a certain extent.

I did not meet anyone today, nor did I have a “romantic escapade” tonight like what Friendster horoscope predicted. But I did shatter my heart a couple of weeks ago. I met the bastard years back.

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Guys are magicians. Their favorite act: disappearing. Their favorite audience: me.

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Like an old movie on never ending rewind and replay, I’ve been through this before. You came, I was happy. You left, I waited, and then I tried to forget. Just when I am finally ready to move on, you came back and I was happy. Then again, you left, only this time, for good.

Oh, the story of my love life…