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I don't really like the summer heat, but sometimes it feels really nostalgic..
My next door neighbors were just playing a melody using an electric guitar. It sounded wonderful in the warm summer night.

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"Everything happens for a reason.. There is no coincidence."
Everything has a meaning. It's just up to us to interpret what it means...
Maybe.

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A little randonmess tonight..

Hmm, on friday night I met up with my group of friends, both graduated and still attending college. It's nice to see everyone's still the same. We watched "Balls of Fury," which made me question my intelligence and insanity. After that, we went to eat at our favorite Thai restaurant at about 1 in the morning. We chatted for awhile and then we went our seperate ways once again.

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Scared myself to death researching ghosts again. Is it just me, or do I have this strange quirk of creeping myself out? Actually, I found this recording on youtube... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YiY1JfVhixs
and it made me feel extremely sad. Hearing the voice of a child like that... even if it isn't real...
For now though, after a few hours of reading ghost stories, I am spooked. My hair feels like its actually standing on end, which is kinda amusing to me.

I have yet to discover for myself if ghosts are real or not. As I said before, I want to see for myself with my own eyes if they are.

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It's a little lonely tonight. I was supposed to go out with friends tomorrow since it's a long weekend, but I can't get in touch with any of them. I hate staying at home when it's hot. I just end up falling asleep for most of the day. The nights lately have been especially warm, which is annoying. I don't know how anyone can stand this heat.



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I suddenly remembered an answer to a question my dad asked me about ago. He was watching TV and he pointed to an instrument and asked me what it was. For the life of me, I couldn't remember the name of the instrument. The thought quickly passed my mind, but as soon as I heard the instrument being played again, everything came back to my mind in a flash. "It was a cello!" Calling up something like that randomly usually happens with me...

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These types of nights feel like they can last forever..I'd like nothing more than to be able to play my keyboard right now, but my friend is borrowing it for the summer. I'm in a bit of a romanitic mood now too.

Chasing after ghosts, traveling to places fay away, playing songs that tug away at my heart, remembering old times... or the thought of meeting someone new.. From this corner of my bedroom, I find myself dreaming again..

I feel like this world is unlimited in its possibilities, but miy own world isn't.