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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

it has made me stronger
taught me how to stand alone
yet keep my heart beating with yours
with yours alone
and that's all i'll ever need

the excitement's dancing inside of me like little puppets. rising and falling, bobbing around. it's been too long. too long since i've felt the adrenaline i'm used to. too long since i've felt like the wind, running for every chance, every little chance. i'm back to the floorball world.

it makes me feel glad to know that with just a few phone calls made, i've friends who're willing to put aside time for me, to help me out. =D thank you Winnie, Farid and Remi..these are the true friends. a friend in need, is a friend indeed..

yesternight's dream stays fresh in my head. it makes me smile to think of it. can life be any more perfect than what it is now and what it's steering towards?

time flies, it's been 2 months since i started my internship. a freaking 4 months left but i think by the end of this i'm gonna miss it even though i complain about it so much now. when things become habitual and routine you just detest being in the cycle but yet when you drop out of it, everything just becomes unfamiliar and you begin to yearn for familiarity again.

i'm tired out.

that's how we'll be
i've not been so hopeful before
i've not dreamt of coming this far
but i'm here and so are you.
we're one.
-cheryl
9:58 PM





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