I just can't comprehend this frenzied state I'm currently in.
Is it because of that dream a couple of nights ago where a certain incident caused a euphoria I never had felt before? And a chance meeting that happened the day after? Dreams do forewarn.

may kato..

Call this blogorrhea.. (Oh, and did I get the spelling right?) I'm just compelled to post something here because I haven't had "blogspot-ed" in a while. And have a year and a half had passed already? duh.. but then again, this isn't my official blog. Xanga is. I feel like a traitor shouting this here in blogspot. hahaha! But I do like this scribe template. Whoever designed this, it's cool, you know, like those musty crisp yellowed pages you can only find on old books. Now, I'm already rambling. haha!

I had a rather hilarious moment this morning when I woke up staring at the clock with the short hand, in all its glory pointing towards the figure nine. Flummoxed as I was, it came to mind that the clock was probably broken otherwise I'd be late, very late... for work. Then I suddenly realized it's a Sunday. duh.. These extended hours at the office, overtime work even on weekends where I'm supposed to be at home, has practically changed my, what do you call this, hmm subconcious thinking(?) even up to now that it's actually over.

Glad it's over.