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Got postcards from my former selves, saying, "How you been?"
We might've said good byes just a little soon,
Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon.

"if you're a bird, i'm a bird" (tagboard here)
Monday, April 10, 2006 @ 9:07 pm


she's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego

today was emotionally draining! but i'm glad it's all over.

there are many things that i would like to say to you, but i dont know how ):

had a splitting headache during eng. i just needed to put my head down but i scared fonseka will think i'm so lazy that i cant even put my head up. so sometimes my head would be high up and sometimes my head would be on the table. i dont understand how anybody can stay awake during fonseka's 3periods-in-a-row lessons.

being without God is a hopeless end
but being with God is an endless hope

i'll be going to bangkok this weekend. if my mom can book the tickets. off to see my dad. oh! he may be coming back permanently (is this how you spell permanently?) around sep! he's trying to get a job as a lecturer (: yes. praise the Lord for putting my family together again!

someday, i'm gonna stay
but today, i'm gonna walk away