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Post by Khalid ibn Maleec on Dec 23, 2008 22:18:36 GMT -5
(This journal is leather bound with parchment like paper. It's written in Arabic and locked with a key.)
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Post by Khalid ibn Maleec on Dec 23, 2008 22:30:34 GMT -5
I'm sure that this will caused a few raised eyebrows back at home, but I have decided to invest in One More Chance.
Fortunately, should anyone become too intrigued by this move, I can easily justify such an investment. Ms. Aino is a spectacularly talented woman. Beyond the fact that the woman is so extremely talented, I can only imagine that her name being on a movie will draw crowds. Though I believe that she will give an excellent performance.
I can't explain why I'm so interested in the career of a pop idol. She's extremely talented. She's beautiful. Her voice is incredible, but she is not the kind of artist which I normally take an interest in, and yet she draws me. I wanted to be a part of her success.
I think I'm going crazy.
It doesn't help that I keep having these dreams, either. I cannot remember a one of them, and yet every time I wake up, I feel overwhelmed with guilt.
I really believe I'm losing my mind.
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Post by Khalid ibn Maleec on Jan 12, 2009 10:34:55 GMT -5
It's official. I've lost my mind.
I had a meeting at the palace today with the the Ministry of Energy. As I was leaving, I happened upon the young Queen. She's quite an impressive young woman. More open than I had expected from the ruler of the world. There's a kindness and warmness about her that is quite unique among those in power. I surprise myself by finding it refreshing.
Her openness does leave her vulnerable, but I think it also gives her a kind of strength that is quite unique. I find myself very impressed by her.
Too much so, perhaps. I found myself being more concerned with doing the right thing than with the concerns of UAE Oil. I've never been so generous outside of my support of the arts. I gave her our current research - and while that apparently resulted in her rewarding us with the contract - is something very unlike me.
I also had lunch with Ms. Aino and Mr. Babineaux unexpectedly yesterday. As if I needed any more proof that I'm losing my mind. I believe the unpleasant sensations I experienced around Ms. Aino was jealousy, and while I still feel protective of Mr. Babineaux, but am anxious about him spending so much time with Ms. Aino.
And the dreams of guilt have gotten worse. I still remember nothing really, but I have a strong feeling that Ms. Aino is connected to them.
If I had any sense, I'd return home and allow someone else to deal with the issues here in Tokyo. I cannot bring myself to even consider leaving, though.
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