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(Saturday, April 12, 2008/7:58 PM)

astound
oh well.
i guess i couldn't do a lot.
maybe you are right.
but i, like that company.

won't go down without a fight.


but then again tussles in real life are by far ordinary.
i guess this is why i prefer avoiding the bigger roads.
sticking to this path was for better, i suppose.
besides, it's not like me to be like this.


SeLecT
Kikuchi Hajime
True Tears Original Soundtrack




of more instrumentals and divine comedies.
i guess this is how they brand things epic.
i'm really more or less non-conformist anyway.
in the passive sense.

so go ahead.
call me whatever you want.
because the consequences, whether it be controlled by me or not.

will be targeted at only you.



spring is rather.
how should i say this.
ambiguous.
turns out that the explicit one has actually some worth watching.

well that's only the special case.
better than nothing i guess.


well, jokes are jokes.
i feel like taking some revenge.
my brother's stamping his feet like some elephant on a rampage.
i guess that's what he is.

no, he's not my target.

but then again, what do we stand to gain from it?
who knows, maybe joy.
actions give way to emotions.
and emotions can portray anything.

okay, that was long enough i guess.
i shall end here then.

and melvin.
that's spammer banner for you.



they are preaching on barren ground.
i am on the other side, away from the sound.
following along the road which is my guide,
the grass will always be greener.


on my side.