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Girl:
I see.
I feel.
I walk.
I lived.
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today will b a diff entry.
today is different.
previously, all entries serve to unravel, n to remind, the solemn soul's existence.
but today is different.
today i had a great day.
it's prob too early for b'day celebrations but hell, today shall be the day i celebrate my birth and i just wanna rmb it.
my last beautiful memory of a birthday would b my 17th bday where it had the impact of replacing all unhappy memories with picture-perfect ones.
i rmbed the multiple celebrations i had in the yr.
i rmbed the various grps of ppl who took time outta their busy schedules to spend it with me (esp the 1st 3 mths class) .
i rmbed the thoughtfulness that went thru a particular present (nt forgetting the major blushing).
all that, a wonderful CCA n a major crush ends that beautiful year.
=me at 17=
tt onwards, time seem to have taken the form of tears. with each second, the amt of tears shed thru the rims of my eyes. with her gone, attending chinese lesson ALONE, her apparent lack of interest in our CCA, the confrontation, the confrontation 2 n so much more.
but today, at 19, i rmbed my 18th b'day too. n the happiness today brought was enough to make the memory of 18 a reasonably nice one. the memory of a bday at maulika kaunlika, a spanish restaurant, was indeed innovative n sth tt i'd like.
n my 7 presents from him too.
emo-ism.
anyway, this is just an attempt to rmb the fun n laughter i had today. too much to be contained in words. even the talk at the beach was memorable.
♥ 1:53 AM
