4th Entry
Hindi ko pa din mapigilang matawa hanggang ngayon. Natatawa? Natutuwa? Hindi ko na din alam. And I don't care a bit. I just can't help myself from smiling.
Nah, everything that happened between me and Krung-Krung (Fck! I'm smiling while writing this!) was just an accident. I woke up in the middle of the night because of...that dream, again. That same nightmare that haunts me every night. It was the same nightmare everytime. A memory from the past that keeps on haunting me everytime. A memory as if telling me what should be done before should be done...NOW.
At sa tuwing nananaginip ako, hindi na ako makatulog pa ulit. Ninang Star (yes, the one who told mom to give me this freaking notebook and a psychiatrist as well) adviced me to take some meds to calm my nerves. Pero kahit gaano ko yata pilit na takasan, hindi na mawawala pa sa isip ko na minsan...minsan, isang buhay ang nawala dahil sakin...at isang buhay ang nasira dahil sa kaduwagan ko.
But...looks like for the first time ever since, my night is going to change.
Yoda Boy and Krung-Krung?
Not bad.
-Blake
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