:hopping on the bandwagon:
Its been so long since we last met, that I can hardly tell if it is the memory I have of him, or the person himself thats really causing me lost sleep.

But how else to explain, checking e-mail a hundred times today in hopeful anticipation (only to be crestfallen each time, not even a kiss from gaidai helped), doing the most embarassing thing - a google search - with the most delightful discoveries, and most bewilderingly, that unstoppable flood of memories...

Of what could have been, of pregnant pauses in conversations loaded with sensual promise never fulfilled, of one gaze locking another far across the room, of that one-line cellphone message burnt into your memory "Im coming to find you", of achingly suppressed desire because you didnt dare to let yourself fall in love with him.

And now, you cant tell if youre in love with him or your memory of him, or simply just in love with being in love.

This has nothing to do with V-day, I swear.
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Wei Ting hopped on at 5:02 AM

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「甲午?争与近代中国和世界 」
Korea Focus 2004 Sep-Oct
「中国的中日?系史研究」 
「日本と韓国・朝鮮の歴史」
(Long reading list bequested by Nishimura sensei)

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