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the yellow adidas bottle was one of the last things the auditor gave to me.

through countless bball sessions,mugging sessions and normal drinking days.

i've left it behind in the lt after lectures no less than 3 times, but i always manage to chiong back and get it back.

i always thought losing the bottle was going to signify something.

yesterday i left it behind in the lt again. fortunately, i still managed to get it back.

and then on the very same night, i finally lost it.

i couldn't find it again.

i think i dropped it on the fucking bus.

i should have run to the interchange to find it back, but i didn't.

suddenly i feel quite stupid getting so upset over a stupid bottle that probably costs less than 10 bucks.

they're so happy now.

and she probably doesn't even read my blog anymore.

that's why i'm being so blatant.

"a ghost of the past."

i think that's an apt description of what i really am to her right now.

maybe it's time to move on.

oh wait, i think i've said that many times before.

they say, things are easier said than done.

i mean really.

how?

how to forget?

maybe...

it really is time to move on.