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  <title>first post</title>
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  <description>my first post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never felt the need to have a blog. i know that it&apos;s a nice venue for people to write about their thoughts, feelings, realizations or whatever they have in mind. i guess i think that i don&apos;t need a place to write my thoughts but i proved myself wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve spent a well deserved break yesterday evening after my filmman class. (btw, that&apos;s the third important thing that i was able to finish this week *clap* *clap* *clap*...) going back, i found myself thinking about different things last night and i continued to do so until one in the morning. here are my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*closure. for some unknown reason, McDo became the place for me and two of my friends to talk about love. i can&apos;t recall how we got to that topic but after bashing the idea of the stupid and idoitic &quot;monthsary&quot; (read: rational, angst and bitter), i found myself thing about my own love problem. you see, i have this strong feeling for a girl named Joanne. she&apos;s my friend ever since 3rd year high school and i have liked her since. i did several things during my hs. years to tell her what i feel. there&apos;s the note given to her by a common friend. and there is also a time when i left a rose on her desk with a short love note. but besides that, i can&apos;t recall anything else i did to let her know and make her feel what i feel for her. now, i can&apos;t help but feel lonely because i can&apos;t do anything about my feelings for her. i know i made my feelings known but all i did was write it in paper. telling her about my feelings personally is out of the question, during that time. i was too afraid - afraid of rejection and humiliation. i know i&apos;m a loser. a total loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in an unspoken manner, we kinda put the &quot;issue&quot; between us to a close but only in paper, again. now we are moving to different directions but i can&apos;t help but look back. i still feel the same for her (and it somehow grew and matured as timne passed) but i don&apos;t want to continue living my life this way. i feel that i keeping myself in the past that i can&apos;t really look forward. she made it clear that all we can be are friends but i think i need to tell her face-to-face what i feel and hear from her that she doesn&apos;t want me, that i&apos;m not the one she&apos;s looking for. i know it&apos;s suicide and i willing to take the risk.</description>
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  <lj:music>screaming infidelities - dashboard confessional</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">screaming infidelities - dashboard confessional</media:title>
  <lj:mood>*hmmmm*</lj:mood>
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