Rubbish Bin

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

a roller coaster ride, that's what my today is. I'm getting so confused already, someone help me. i have this friend that kept on insisting that I hated her, and it really was giving me a hard time to convince her that I wasn't mad. that got settled, but then she started going that way again. anyway, i was with my friends until one of them suddenly started to leave. out of them all, one of them was probably the one I considered closest to me. sadly, she was the one making a move to leave. i asked her, "why are you going??" she replied, "I feel so much like an outcast... Bye." I just let her go and i rejoined the others. later on she came back and I, feeling so glum and all, I wasn't talking much anymore. The others went to buy some food and me, Y(my friend) and X were left. They told me to come with them somewhere and I was talking to Z while they were together. Someone called for me to go home and so I went to get my bag. X was tryng to stop me from leaving, saying, "Hey, don't leave, what about Y??". I replied, "Oh it's kay, she's so much happier with you anyway."

I walked away.

I got my bag back, but when I was coming back Y was there. Everyone was suddenly around me, moving around like a blur. Then they were kneeling and everything, and suddenly they looked like someone I knew years back, and hugging X, I thought I would start to cry. So teary-eyed, I felt as if I was breaking already. I just wanted to let go. Then suddenly the blurring subsided and things were going back to normal.

Then Y left again, I tried to run after her, but I couldn't. Then this person said so many things to me and threw my stuff to the floor, I mean, WOW, I was so confused about which person I should run after but in the end I just left.

Although after that I hung out with my friends in the parking lot, having fun, being happy. After sometime another friend of mine came by and we were having fun too. Only now did I feel the high part of this roller coaster ride...

That long sickening roller coaster ride.

Labels: bittersweet, coaster, ride, roller


PG e i g h t e e n stepped on your garbage at 4:49 AM

My Story.
Call me Gan.
But what's in a name?
Does it matter?
Will my name really show you who I am deep inside, where I hide?
Can my name really give you the picture of my heart, its pains and sorrows in its past?
But what the heck.

Call me Gan.

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Garbage
a mirror of mine; my reflection.
a multiply of mine.
the stories of a sister.
the memories of a friend.



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