Someday, somewhere, somehow.

It's amazing how the initially gradual slip escalates rapidly into a full fledged race headed straight for the deepest pits. I feel the signs. I can see it coming. Still, there's nothing I can do about it.

I'm out of the running. That much has been decided. Feeling pretty sore about it, but there's nothing I can do about it, not anymore.

Talked to a few people, but have only the slightest clue as to how things turned out so horridly wrong.

Didn't think it mattered that much anyway. I feel like a clown. A fool. The joke of the year.

On a slightly different note, I absolutely loathe hypocrites. It hurts to find out exactly what happens behind your back. Then again, you never can know for sure, can you.

There's always somebody lying to you. That's the one thing you can always be sure about. There is always somebody lying to you. But you never know who.

AnRu reminisced at 2:39:00 AM.