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so she says;






Tuesday, January 30, 2007


not that i cried my heart out prolly teared once or twice. people said that's pure selfish of him. in fact, i rather live in that circle of romance. miles apart and one 'happy birthday' for each oncoming year. that light of hope. perhapss..

















they asked if the burden on my shoulder have been let down. i frowned. a slight one. and i would say yes. i hesitated not because i deny. pondering hard if that was ever consider a burden. at least it didnt cross my mind, then or now. i never see that as a kind of stress. i take it as a daily basis. its something we learn in everyday's life. everything is just
a matter of time. i know. you know. we know. i am just glad that its all over. its another new chapter of walk.
i just wanna draw a clear line. i know i am. i see no reason to pacify myself or even feel a pinch of guilt. my eyes' heavy. my head is aching for me to close them. i thought my eyelashes are playing tricks on me. tired. i hate to repeat myself. i dont bother to reply emails and texts today. nic assumed its a bad day. oh wellss.. i am just exhuasted.
http://www.instantglamour.com/ i was browsing through and i saw my face plastered there(read: under gallery options). it seem so yesterday when i was 'green'.

@3:06 PM