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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

awakened and engulfed into this reality world, where impossibles never cease to happen, where miracles are few, and omens are many. love, it makes the world go round, doesn't it?

You know I'd fight for you
But how I can fight someone
who isn't even there?

it's wear nice, look nice day with prettyfat, jac jac, kueyla, maybe janice. haha. but i don't know, i don't think i look nice all the time anyway. lol. shall decide on what to wear later.

so it's the start of a new term once again and this time i'm not gonna let some stupid pole crash into my head and miss my main examinations again. this time it's not gonna work this way, and this time i'm out to kill. (:

我始终带着你爱的微笑
一路上寻找我遗失的美好
不小心当泪滑过嘴角
就用你握过的手抹掉

watching the people around me crumble, watching relationships sour, makes me suddenly realise how fragile life and things can be. one moment it's there, the next it can be gone and never come back again.

every word, every action will someday either make you regret or be thankful. sometimes it's the unspoken and the undone that will probably hurt you the most. cos what's done can't be undone. but what was never done, meant that you never tried. i don't wanna look back in regret.

the mere thought of some lonesome walk without that warm hand to hold makes me shudder. life is really cruel at times. who do we begin to blame? i believe there ain't no right or wrong.

my itunes' screwed. it can't play songs. weird.

有的人说不清哪里好
但就是谁都替代不了
-cheryl
9:12 AM





Cheryl

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