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♥ I am a girl that wishes maybe life would always be a dream. A Utopian society wherein everything is ideal. It's upto me, to make it right. ♥ I don't love general quotations because I know that everyone has one. ♥ I don't try to be myself but I try to be comfortable with others. ♥ I don't get blinded by things that knocks me dead.. and I don't find life hard, it's just challenging. :) ♥ shina.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

The Clone.

Before I start the true happenings today: The bangs are distracting.

"It was Palm Sunday. A day of remembering Jesus' enter to the land of Jerusalem."
As part of being a Christian, Palm Sunday has always been a time to remember Christ's entry to the holy land and thus, the buying of palm leaves or "palaspas" is really out today. Last afternoon, we went to Mount Carmel Church to buy a "palaspas" and let it be blessed. It was crowded, concerning there's a lot of people who want their "palaspas" to be blessed. We were on the car, my dad was looking for a parking spot when someone caught my stupid eye.
ALERT!
It was exactly like him! It was him!
"Heck, Lord!" I cried. Why this day?! His posture was unlike his but it does really look like him, when facing backwards. I became nervous. My heart's starts beating hard and I feel ridiculous about it. I laughed hard without enough reason!
"Damn!" I cried again.
We went inside. There were people. Lots of people. We waited for the mass to start so we prayed first. I wondered how God listened to all these people who are praying. Was it really hard to hear millions of voices with one ear? Or does he have millions of ears? Haha. I was getting nervous because the him I am talking to was entering the same door only to know...
ALERT #2!
It WASN'T him.
"Heck!" for the second time, I cried. Oh gosh, why do I see him everytime?! I am OVER him! What's the matter with my eyes! (That's why I called my eyes stupid!). When the mass ended, we went inside the car to go to South Supermarket to buy some groceries. We ate afternoon snacks then, went to our grandmother's house for dinner. As we enter the gate of my grandmother's house. I saw a guy and it looks just like him and apparently, the guy is NOT him.
"I've got to escape this dream! It's bad!" my mind kept telling me.
The ambiance of my grandmother's house was fresh and old-fashioned. (Yeah. What do you expect? She's old so old-fashioned house is probably what she has). The house itself makes want to enjoy life but it kind of hot in there. No worries. The food was great! It is so healthy. I wish that was my house. A house like no other.
"The clone kept on distracting my life. The face. The memories. Please be gone. Please."

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