"Why do they call it exact change when you don't get anything?"
~yours truly




if you havent noticed, the girl in yellow is hiding behind her mother, whose face cannot be seen and who is in blue.
guess what RAIN SOO saw it as?
hah.
the girl vanishing behind a curtain.
oh man, talk about hilarious.
esther and I were laughing our guts out :D
now that i put that image in my head,
it's gross ><>
she approaches touchy issues at a whole new level.
someday, I think I want to be a mother too.
Jodi Picoult writes books too touching
but every word in her books are worth each and every feeling of the heart twinging.

eh. i shant post about yesterday.
was too lazy.
oh wait. i AM gonna post a small part of it, later :D

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for WENYUAN, the spazziiiest person everr;

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING :D
thanks for everything.
you are the craziest person i have ever met but you're one of the few people i trust.
i'm sure you already know that (:
you can be too damn high, but i'll never be too low for you right :D
haha. everytime you scream or laugh that high pitched noise of yours, i'll treasure those crazy times we shared, as SEWBER, part of us, a group and just when it's the two of us.
and you'll always be remembered my my dear phone whom you bought one of his many siblings.
[it's a good thing you're rough with it. he's a big bully to his little brother]
&your signature hair; not one strand ever straying out of place.
tsktsk.
don't deny that.
I love you dearie,
for being nice,
mean,
crazy,
high,
sick as me,
for breaking the rules but getting off with it,
fro everything you are;
for everything you've been.
HEARTS YOU FOR JUST BEING WHO YOU ARE.
happy birthday(:

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Maroon 5 concert.
officially started a while ago.
but that's okay.
[look at previous posts]
haha.
and.
I WANT THE MAROON 5 ALBUM.
a POSTER would be a NECESSARY BONUS (:
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was listening to dirty little secret and the best day of my life consecutively yesterday alone, on huijie's ipod, in the coach.
then i stared out at the rain.
and all I could think about was him.
a year, three months plus ago.
so near and yet so far then.
now unreachable.
the nostalgia and regret.
I now know I fell too hard, too deep.
oh, I miss him so much.


someone to take his place,
but never to fit perfectly