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"Holy! Who are you?" (Part I)


Dear dairy,

Happy 20th summer to us :)
I know I know, it sounds so odd like 20th summer really? But yeah I literally just sat at the foot of my bed and counted as though how many summers I've have had lived? Survived? Enjoyed? Psshhtt never mind :P

So yeah here I am.. bored and frustrated. Maybe I should start singing..

No, I think I'll stay in tonight
Skip the conversations and the "Oh, I'm fines"
No, I'm no stranger to surprise
This paper town has let me down too many times
Why do I even try? Give me a reason why
I thought that I could trust you, never mind
Why all the switching sides? Where do I draw the line?
I guess I'm too naive to read the signs

 I just wanna talk about nothin'
With somebody that means somethin'
Spell the names of all our dreams and demons
For the times that I don't understand
Tell me what's the point of a moon like this
When I'm alone again
Can I run away to somewhere beautiful
Where nobody knows my name?

 "Where is that someone beautiful ha?", said a deep husky voice.

Looking at the direction from where the voice came, I cried, "Whose there?"

Just after that he stepped onto that ray of moon light that was peeping through my curtains and I gasped at what I saw.

"Holy! Who are you?"


To be continued..

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