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Sunday, November 13, 2005

Woah, I'm suprised at myself for still being able to stay awake at this unearthly hour. Its been a loooonnng looonngg time since i've done that. Its a nice feeling to once in a while do what you used to do. Makes me think back on those good ol days.

Nice to know that i still haven't lost this ability yet. There's only like..2 other guys out there on my msn list who are still ACTIVELY online. Guess not everyone is nocturnal =p. Not that there were many people online then anyway, but definitely more!

Anyhow, rave (a comic series) just ended. Sad~~. Its a very interesting comic. One of the rare few that i read. To date, i've only ever began on like, 5 sets of comics, and this is the 3rd set to be completed. Its just a very normal story about Haru on a journey to save the world! Hah! But its got its own twists and turns and its very touching too~. I really love that guy's ideals and his gang. For those who do read it, Veronica is especially cute...

Damn, my head is killing me...not that its a surprise anyway, its DAMN late already! Later then~

Rave
Wishing...; 11/13/2005 04:57:00 AM

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I look back: the sun-baked railway tracks are hidden
By stormclouds- even if they change their shape,
May we always remember
The yesterdays left behind by the seasons...

Chasing, chasing the fading vapor trails
The signal is given too early- we start laughing
So that we can always look straight ahead,
Even if it's slippery with sweat, I won't let go of your hand, ever