leaves on the seine.

now i understand why computer games can be addictive.
it really is oh-so-addictive!
twice now, i've found myself rooted to a seat staring into a screen, oblivious of time, place nor setting. in the midst of the sniping, bombing, back-stabbing... time really flies. haa.
nigel jon and i played at thomson plaza tdy, from 11 to 5. and the worrying thing's that our minds cld still go on! (without the mandotory rest-your-eyes-every-45-mins)
think you had fun, mark? we had MORE fun. hehh.
trng tmr, i haven't really gotten into the norm. a dread of sorts forms within me when trng comes. ohwells. the prospect of games to play is more than a consolation. but the end of the road is oh-so-farr.

now im seeing it clearly,
how i still need you with me.
i still love you.
thr's stg btwn us that wont leave us,
thr's no letting go...

if ever you're in my arms again,
this time, i'll love you much better,
this time i'll hold you forever,
this time it'll never end.

love.

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