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October 22 | Saturday, October 21, 2006| 10:43 AM | jon

saturday night, town was crowded as ever. i bumped into my 1 month plus-old ex girlfriend with another guy. how great? go figure. it didn't take me long before i fell back into the deep abyss of my past which i'm still struggling hard to get out of.

i met up with one of my closest mate, D-- today and i heard about his current torrent. i shared mine and i thought we were pathetic - being unable to move on. probably because we are artists, we tend to be more sensitive and emotional when it comes to love. we both agreed that we love our partners more than ourselves. we may be very possessive individuals, sore losers who can't get over our lost or just man who is deprived of love, and was living in solitude for a long time. i quite disagree with his suicidal tendencies though, i sometimes frequent that thought.

sometimes, i do not understand why i can be forgotten so easily! is it the way i behave that i do not leave an impression on you, that lack of sincerity which i made you feel? or is it my dogged and over-confidence devotion which scares you? the immeasurable concern i often give? or... better than not, tell me.

---
irony to the former - she texted me to check if i was safe home on friday night, after i sent her back. i felt very much appreciated. she somewhat makes me look forward to the following day and sometimes, i find myself missing her. R--, thank you.

.About.

Name: Jon
age: 21+
Gear: Yamaha Motif ES8/Old Detune piano/Yamaha Electone EL-87/M-audio Keystation 49/ Absynth 4
Wishlist: Monome One-Twenty-Eight / Zen Riffer / Moog Voyager

.Mates.

jw
doug
don
jere
shane
steffi
yap xiong
rach
SCAT

.In my CD-player.

Killswitch Engage - As Daylight Dies