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I suddenly have the urge to write this. Went to town with Rachel, and after stopping by Kino for a while, she went to do her facial while I went back home. I could have taken the train back home which is faster and way more convenient, but I chose the indie way, and that is to take 143 whcih will make one big big round before stopping by Harbourfront. But I like the bus ride because I've always liked riding on double decker buses, besides, it gave me time to contemplate about ltos of stuff while staring at the passing cars and buildings.

I was listening to Ai No Katachi, and I just realised how much Keita touched my life. I know how cheesy and ludicrous it sounds. How can someone whom I've never known at all mattered to me at all!? He is more than the ordinary singer and idol, I see him as my role model and I turn to him and his voice for consolation at times. Of course, I have my besties and I love them, and I know they'll always be there for me, but you know, there are times when a person is emo-ing, and at such moments, we'll just trap ourselves in this impenetrable world, all caught up in our train of thoughts. At least that's how I feel. It is at such times that I need Keita's voice the most. I would want to hear him sing.

My liking for him has gone beyond skin-deep. It's not just about appearance now, its the way he thinks, the way he react to situations that influences me.

Of course, that's all still idolising and such. Whao, I would love to meet him man. If he's like my brother or something, that'll be damn damn cool. At least then, I will have a real close brother who can give me advices instead of those 2 lil bastards at home who keeps irritating me every now and then.
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Yes, I've succeeded in making Steve like my kind of song. I let him listen to Keita's song, Michishirube the other day, and the night before last, he was suddenly asking me to hum the tune over the phone and he got kinda excited when I said that I'll send him. Now, Singyi is just an influential girl eh?

The next few days are gonna be busy. Going to uh..seisha(?? however you spell it) in some place at Arab Street. Saturday, WOOT, its Mony's birthday!! I can't wait for it!!! Sunday, doing filming for Mony. Yes yes, finally, my weekends are booked and I can stop stoning at home in front of the PC, TV, and what not.

I am distracted now. By Steath that is playing on the screen, by my own train of thought, by my cramps, and anything else there is. I can't blog properly. Maybe I shouldn't publish this post since its so redundant. Aye, nevermind.