i get shot down.

I'm feeling strangely happy, as I walked home from the bus stop.
I was smiling to myself, and thinking of Dennis and his girl,
trying to shut out the thoughts at the same time.
I wished I used to buy him sweets.
Haha.. I guess.
It is really dawning on me that it is over.
That that was gonna be the last time I was ever gonna kiss him,
last time he was gonna lie on my chest
as I stroked his ear. Heh.. Will miss that.
I don't think we will cross paths again.
Rare enough you get a second chance,
a third is a never.

You know the feeling, crisp and fresh,
when you get a new house or a new room?
I get why..
Now, I've lost that feeling for my room.
All the memories that it contains,
happy or sad,
I'm not sure I want them...

Phoebe and I were at the coffee house today,
and she read our tea leaves to tell our future.
She predicted that monica was gonna die,
and that chandler was gay.

Hooookay. Too much F.R.I.E.N.D.S. fer me.

haha. I just came back from Kat's,
she headed to school, she's gonna be at the NDP
later. How exciting..

BLAH! life goes on.