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Tuesday, August 02, 2005
[[ accept the fact ]]
today's always better than yesterday, at least part of me is back, it only happens in the moment of the things i saw. i kept starring into space, during p.e while the rest is playing like mad, i sat there. doing nth. so sad. i believe i will get over it soon` and i hopee i cann.
controlling was never my best and yet today it turns me out to be the one controlling, i had no choice, i don't wish to drop a tear infront of my friends. i don't want ppl to see the side that im fragile enough to break into bits and pieces.

slience doesn't mean everything,
u know, sometimes when one keeps quiet can mean that she's pondering?
thinking why she did that
and the answer is, she, herself don't even know
don't press her anymore.
cause she felt hurt.

guzheng sucks totally today, i hope tml we won't throw our own faces down to the audiences. x(

and a song someone sings, once upon a december.

11:16 PM
 i stayed up nightsuntil the stars leave the skies.



reach my prismic soul.

Joey Wan
250890
VESPERIAN' i am.
i fly & shine with my mates
You'r on my heart just like a tattoo.
xoxo.


Unconditional desires.

To Tibet.


travel.


Make an Online Now Count



hear me.

Now Playing : Teardrops On My Guitar.

By : Taylor Swift.



Those words.


rewind.
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