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CITY OF ANGELS
Thursday, March 23, 2006

today's lesson was a FULL FORCE one. from 3 to 1030 in town then back to francis house. justina, aqilah and i sneaked out for a short lunch cause our stomach were growling in the quiet room. had supper with aqilah after lessons and manage to dragged myself home. on the train, listening to my pottie, recalling the same music those moment but a very indifferent feeling for what i remembered. everything seems a blink away. love was the element that brought our world so close once yet it's also one of the reasons that brought us so far apart now. things are just strange, these feelings are still indescribable though it's only occasional thoughts of you. If we are running in opposite directions from the day we part but how can we not meet again if this Earth is round. -quizzical- but according to all our reasons we had made for each other. it's not gonna happen ((: Real joy comes not from ease of riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile. -W.T Grenfell

life is beautiful with you;
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