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Sunday, May 01, 2011
Forwarded love @ 11:11 AM

Guess i spent most of my days running here and there.
Been falling sick again and feeling oh so lethargic. Gotta keep reminding myself to do this and that.
Keep having lists of things to do and forgot where i place them again.
Been catching up on series of dramas, not so much on variety shows yet. Oh no. What to do. I really gotta start concentrating on my studies. Last year.
This feels weird ob my lips because wondrously i have nothing that i would say worthed remembering? yet it was where i learnt and applied my biggest lessons of all. Perhaps it has allowed me to mature the way i should have/ought.

Is it time for me already? Someone gotta teach how to be devious without guilt and kind hearted without regrets at the same time.
Drama time. :)

Before i leave it out. SCHOOL's really boring. So i rather i not talk about. :) byebye!

Love suie!
p/s: why hadn't you come earlier. But even then you're someone i ... can't be with.

When whispers no longer survive;

Because there's you and me.