10:35 p.m
My face goes red when I
stalk his Facebook. Now I’m a stalker.
I can literally watching
at his photo and undress him by my eyes...omg what happened to me???
Day 3:
In the morning, I feel
cheerfully. Hmmm, my facebook password is his birthday and my birthday…
I’m wondering if it’s
been 4 or 5 or more days I haven’t talked to him and if he missed me?
I guess not. My friend
said that I talked about him about 8 times, damn. It was hurt…
I’ll tell you a story.
In the summer, I once
asked him what did he do in the summer. He answered:
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Laying in bed.
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Just laying?
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And figuring the meaning
of this life
I laughed.
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Have you figured it out
yet?
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Yes.
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So what is it?
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42.
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Hey, what does that
mean??
Suddenly, I think about
my birthday. My birthday is on February 4th. Maybe…just maybe I’m
his life? (Imagining)
He gave me a link to a
website. As I remember, it talks about the 42, kinda like everything in this
world incidentally goes together and has a mean. For example “On page 42 of Harry Potter
and the Philosopher's Stone, Harry discovers he's a wizard.” (You can see it here :
http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/history/42-the-answer-to-life-the-universe-and-everything-2205734.html)
And I said “hey, it’s my
birthday”, and he said “yaya”. See? “yaya” from your crush, does it make you
sad?
I’ll still unchange my
password. Because it is not time yet. When I feel more okay, I’ll change. It is
not easy to change your
Day 4:
I couldn’t sleep last
night. I remembered that I woke up about 3 or 4 times. I feel hot then I feel
cold and a mosquito disturbed me. I wish I could listen to my music last night.
I feel really tired today.
In the morning, I think
about him. As always, it didn’t hurt me much when all I think about was
wondering if he noticed that I set “invisible” on facebook or not text him. On Saturday
morning, I have to go to a class which its located opposite to his school and I
remembered I was imagining he try to go to school late just to see me the other
side of the road?
So, what will I do?
Maybe I’ve already
in the left #him project, so I should keep going, let him look at me walking.
But I think if it is
real, I will probably say “hi” and smile and really smile and everything I’ve
tried to leave him will be turned to zero.
So, these days, I
still haven’t talked to him and I won’t until I can really really feel nothing.
Can you understand what I am trying to say? But I did talk about about kinda 11
times, damn it.
Sometimes I wish he
were here to make me laugh, sometimes he makes me cry like I really want to
explode.
Good night, my friends.
If I can suggest you a song tonight, I’ll pick The Moon song.