THURRSDAY

I don’t understand how people could put so much faith in lame superstitions. I went out to buy a bottle of soda at this convenient store when the cashier asked me the most inconsequential question ever. She asked, “Miss, is it true that when you happen to have colds, the reason behind it is that someone actually misses you?” I felt so lost and for a moment there I thought she was uttering things to lure me into a scam or some sort. I told her, “No, I don’t, because there’s a more scientific explanation as to why we incur such ordinary maladies. I think it’d be best for you to think of a prescription for your cold instead of trying to baffle yourself with such ludicrous beliefs.” And as if just snapping out trance, she smiled and said “Yeah, you’re right.”

Of course, I was right. But I understand why she desperately tried to justify her belief, or tried to find justification for it, even though its lack of acceptable basis is obvious. Because, you see, it would make her happy, somehow, knowing that there is someone who thought about her despite the distance, despite the absence. People, including myself, sometimes rely on these make-believes for the sheer pursuit of happiness because there are times when the world seems as cruel as a Sudoku game you cannot seem to get to the bottom of.

I have enjoyed my fair share of make-believes –for instance, the idea that people who appear in your dream so happened to think of you before they fell asleep. I could believe that with all my heart can afford, but don’t you think it’s a bit far-fetched and somewhat egotistical if you’d continue to believe that Chace Crawford has been thinking of you and your only proof is that he appeared in your dream? But yes, I believed that once, because I’m an epic failure like that.

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Anyway, I miss Potato like crazy. And I miss Min, too. I’ve been missing a lot of people lately for reasons that they will never be able to understand. Have you ever told a person you missed him/her and then they respond with the usual “I miss you, too,” but they just don’t get the point? Okay, so I’m not making any sense here. It’s kinda like this conversation I had one time:

So yeah, nevermind.

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Okay, onto to crazier things! The square root of 500 more days ‘til summer! I can’t wait to get out of school and feel my feet again. Seriously, all the walking and running and climbing and crawling have done nothing except make them look like Sasquatch feet. I can’t wait to watch either one of the concerts slated for the summer. SUJU OR TIMBO OR PARAMORE PUHLEEEEEEEEEEEASE! I wanna see Kyu or Donghae so bad. I feel like Kyu and I will establish some sort of connection or magic moment. Or maybe Doghae and I will find our place in each others’ hearts. Dang, how extra cheesy can I possibly get?!

And Timbo’s EPIC. Won’t let you get away if we ever meet again.

Why did I have to live so faaaaaar away from where all the action is? Screw the spaces in between that I cannot bridge.

I’m so sorry if this post is lacking in substance and coherence. My mind’s not up to par right now; 2 written exams and 2 speeches this week. I’ll be dead for sure. Wish me luck!

OH YEAH, PLEASE PRAY FOR CHILE! Please, please, please do what you can to help those who’ve been devastated by the earthquake.