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Nothing Compares

*Nothing compares only represents the views, opinions, feelings, and outrage of Marie. I write because days, weeks, or years from now, i might want to recall all the things that happened in my life. If you have any ideas, comments or you just want to say anything, please feel free to use the comment portion or drop me a line using my tagboard. just be nice.(do so in a civilized manner, get it?) If you enjoyed what you read here, please do come back anytime. But if you don't find it interesting at all, you can choose not to read it and just go!, stay away..peace! Have a nice day.!*

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Sunday, July 02, 2006

bad dream>

bad dream.

it was like i was in mayric's, even had coi with me. i was to watch a sponge cola gig. got so excited for that night. prepared so much, travelled for almost three hours. before the band played, coi saw yael by the side of the stage. he happily ran to him and said my mom and i are here to watch you guys. the look on yael's face was like, huh?! who? who's your mom? coi dragged him to our table, i was like a child so excited as they approached the table. when they got to me, he was like. "uh hello", but what's your name again? he didn't recognize me at all. couldn't remember my name. not even my face. i kept on telling him stories of how i met sponge cola. it won't even ring a bell was the look on his face. he totally seemed he had no idea. i got so sad. about to burst in tears. he was so different from the way i knew them. from the real life. from the real yael i've admired to be very sincere and nice to listers like me.

the dream woke me up. really woke me up. made me sad, even. i thought, what if that really happens to me. then, i couldn't do anything. the last time i saw them was may 06'06. more than 30 days already. no. please. no.

but as i decided to write this entry, i checked on my friendster account. so surprised to see i have new messages. i remembered that before i slept last night, i left a message. and that was it, the new message i have was the reply i got from him. : ) simple and nice. made me happy.

my dream. now erased.

wednesday night-thursday morning.

chat with ney. location-malaysia.

chat with labo mo. hehehe, i'm keeping it a secret don't worry.
*thanks for the time. tagal din nun eh.

# posted by marie | 1:49 AM

2 Comments:

ei marie! everything will be fine. besides, opposite ang panaginip sa reality... take it easy.. hehe

By Rio Aiza, at 2:24 AM
hey rio! sorry late reaction ako dito. thanks, thanks ha. kumusta naman ang script natin? ano na bago?

By marie, at 4:31 PM