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Friday, May 10, 2002

hello there again diary. i guess this is just me and you at this late hour. and i like it that way. for once, i can hear myself speaking clearly at the end of another hectic day. had rehersals with my casts again and after just 2 hrs, i had a splitting headache but as they say ever so blase-ly, "the show must go on".

i'm so sleepy and my dark eye bags are getting worse. times like these i really want to stop everything you know. i just want to have time.. please god give me more time.. :). oh yeah...

i'm listening to stacey kent. it's so therapeutic. "the way you haunt my dreams.. no they can't take that away from me". so lovely. heart-moving moment. i'm in love all over again. sorry i haven't much to write but i just miss the times when i can truly ramble on and nobody minds.. u know i like the movie "talented mr. ripley" and yeah u guess right if you said it was the jazz that hooked me. matt damon in my funny valentine was uncanny. sent the goosebumps up my arms.

i love having the feeling of falling in love. it's so funny don't u think that just listening to some music makes all your senses tingle.
happy and tired mood. contented at last perhaps.

posted by happyhannon at 12:14 AM