<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(//www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/6341173657557247009?origin\x3dhttps://angellicbabydevil.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Tuesday, December 25, 2007, 2:25 AM
i was surfing around the web, and came across these two quotes.
they accurately reflect my thoughts.

somehow, i picked up my courage to sent a message to him.
i asked him, if he was free and could i call him?
it was an unexpected reply though. "i'm out. Y?"
i figured out that he must have been annoyed a lil.
so i replied, "it's k. talk to u some other time, was feeling disturbed with a few dreams. take care anyways."

i've been having these weird kinda images, dreams that pop into ma head.
it's really disturbing.

after an hour, he called.
i asked him if he cud follow me to the temple.
&& he said, yes.

so yea. wednesday. i'll be meeting him.
i'm really freaked out about it.

am happy tad am gonna see him.
but am scared it may be the last time.

i'm just hoping for the best now.