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| by comrade commissar | Thomas | @ Friday, December 30, 2005, 11:03:00 AM | permalink |
 I basically kept asking Eliza these 3 questions the whole damn morning:1. ARE YOU OK???And the answer's always along the lines of, "Yeah I think I am.. I think I'm gonna puke. No.. I don't like him.. that much.. Huh? What do you mean? I was sleeping.. Right?" Oh boy. She's gone. And I'm not even her close friend. It was just wrong what was going right in front of my eyes. A few of us were at friend K's place for drinks and we had polished off quite a load already by this time. I was flat out on K's bed like Tarepanda, fighting alcohol-induced migraine and dazing when ravenous William got to work with mouth and hands on the intoxicated girl. WTF dude. I'm totally here lah. Soon afterwards due to our hijinks K's parents I mentioned I didn't even know her that well, so why the effort? She was going through a sensitive moment earlier in the night when she shared her relationship problems, (which Will probed and manipulated) and I respect that she's so earnest about her man and that she's given so much thought about it. Kind of struck a chord with my own personal issues at the moment. AND I resent William's mercenary utilisation of the info. Trust me, being the prudish nun was not a fun thing to do, especially when I'm a warm-blooded adult male. But forget all that, all I want now is the sweet soft embrace of my pillow and bed. Ah sweet slumber. |
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damn lah what can i say?!
thought ya all were going separate ways. end up all together. ahh...! not good.
i feel that i've let her down.
- "K"
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@ times 2:17 AM, December 31, 2005
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Ah well.. At least nothing too bad happened. I really miss those lost hours of ZZZs though.
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Thomas @ times 4:34 PM, December 31, 2005
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