and act three is about to come. weeks will graduate to days and the end of this frog princess/fairy's tale will culminate into...what else, but videoke.
haha. pasensya na. i'm just talking to myself.
it was raining today. i love rain!
what's with rainy days and that face? what's with that face, period? the rain can do strange things to you, i swear. or enhance what strangeness there is to you. and there's a lot of that in me, i suppose.
i love rain as much as i hate invisible walls. you end up with a lot of bumps on the head, trying to get through. and it seems that no matter what i do, i can sense nothing that would invite me in. off limits. no trespassing. strangers not allowed.
what's worse than a house with a closed door?
a house with no doors at all.
:-(
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