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Name: eelin
Birthday: 7/3/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: stuff (?)
Expertise: ... sorry. drawing a blank here.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
3/10/2006
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| I hate this.
You can do whatever, and I still want you. & you know it.
You crushed his nose, and I wasn't even angry at you. I was angry at myself.
You ignore me, and I just blame myself, I just promise to try harder.
You lie to me, you laugh at me, you turn your back on me, you walk away from me when I need you...
& I would still do anything for you.
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| Sure, I'm a little bit angry about what you did.
I'm a quite upset about it too.
But most of all, I'm just so disappointed.
Now I would just like to ask you for one favour ;
Please decide what it is you want,
So that I can stop hoping you've changed.
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| my plan for this week :
Tomorrow - going driving with amanda . she got her licence today :)
Wednesday - Wasa By Night , going out with peoples :]
Thursday - not feeling good when going to school ;( later , going to extra Finnish lesson & then to the gym :>
Friday - going out with amanda & people
Saturday - going out with amanda & sandra & people , then sleeping at amanda's place.
Sunday - sleeping , then going the the gym :)
interesting ? of course :D
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memories are such interesting things.
I was sitting here, actually feeling kinda pissed off, & I remembered some of the stupidly funny things i've done with chien wei. (yes - feel honoured , this is for you)
& i just smiled, and smiled, and smiled :]
Remember when we drew that enormous park (i think it was a park?) and we filled in all the empty spaces around it with flowers.. we sat there for like two hours just drawing flowers.
I have no idea why i thought of that , it just popped into my head.
Well , once I started thinking I realised the memories are actually endless.
We don't think about it as we go along, but everything we do we do in the present will turn into a memory of the past.
good or bad bad or good.
Time also has a tendency to erase the negative memories.
Either that , or the present has a tendency to focus on the negative stuff.
I wish we could realise, while we're living the moment, how precious it is.
But we never do.
And then we look back, and wish we could go back and relive it.
Pity , isn't it ?
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omg ;o
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