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a love so sweet
A memory on the edge of time, a place where we are so sublime,
A distant dream on a midnights eve somewhere far from acknowledged leaves.
A time in which we fell deeper in love, just like to turtle doves.
We sang our songs and gave our token to remember one single moment.


A moment to remember


Sunday, March 04, 2007, 9:37 PM

mummy insist that by peeling off those white white stuffs on the mandarin orange, it will be too heaty. but i insist on peeling them. why try to even control the way i eat?!? it's not like i refuse to eat them. why the tradition of buyin them on CNY anyway?

to daddy and mummy, i will always be that little girl. i guess even when i grow older, it remains. i don't know whether it is good or bad. but i do love them for it. taking care of me, making sure i'm alright is their full-time job - something they have not failed. i know i can always count on them. probably that's why even now i still prefer to depend on people.

BUT... for 2 nights, i have managed to walk home by myself, in the dark. without even a phone call to anyone. pretty proud about that. haha. i took one big step to be independent ok! i will make it =)

question of the day: if you and a good friend fell for the same person, what would you do?