Damn broke. That's what an average student gets when he buys a new car and so independently wishes to pay for it on his own.

Sunday, April 20, 2003

Thanks



Thanks a lot.

I’m so thankful I was craving for coffee that Friday afternoon. I’m so thankful I ran out of powdered coffee in the kitchen. I’m so thankful I had a few hundred bucks in my wallet. I’m so thankful I decided to go to the nearest Starbucks Coffee shop and get a Mocha Frap and two slices of Oreo Cheesecake. I’m so thankful I was really careless about the world around me that day. I’m so thankful I accidentally bumped into you as I entered the shop. I’m so thankful you had geeky glasses and a big big bag. I’m so thankful your bag fell. I’m so thankful I picked it up and handed it to you. I’m so thankful I met you. I’m so thankful I got to know you.

Thanks a lot.

Why am I so thankful about all this?

Because you saved me. Me and my ruined life. You never gave up on me. You made me get over all the bitterness that used to paralyze my entire being with melancholy and emaciation. You helped me get out of this shit I had been in for the past 5 years. You helped me gather the broken pieces of myself and rebuild a new me. You helped me move on and find some new meaning in life. You gave me all the love and caring I ever needed. You brought me bliss.

You’re truly one of I kind. I often wondered if you were for real. I never imagined I would ever meet someone like you.

Then suddenly, I woke up.

You’re not for real, but I’m still thankful I met you…

Once upon a dream…

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