Your Sweet♥~
Linda Ser.
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Smiling to herself as she sat at the table waiting for him to bring back the drinks. She relaxed back in her chair and gazed out of the window to the cold June day that caused the trees to dance wildy in the wind. She thought about what she had learned, who she once was and who she had now become. She now had a job that she loved, wonderful people whom she knew so true and felt confident within herself to reach for what she wanted.
She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn't just drag herself to the gym; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.
On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, she would just obey the final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led her.
In the meantime, she would just live.
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Music ♥
Thursday, January 18, 2007
I guess I can jolly well toss this site away.
Whatever it is, and whoever's reading this,
I'm here to make up.
I'll just do random photoblog.
Some in-days-of-old photos I chanced upon.
Note: If you (yes, YOU) did check out my friendster photo album recently, you can go ahead and close this site.
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Some people even posted the pix at the right side at a whatever-cUtiEexX-cLuB primary photo. - I went O.o" -
Ah, yes. The so-called havoc red monster.
Ahhh... Stop this nostalgia thing.
Does my head look inappropriate with my body, or is it just me?(Saw that charles&keith pink slippers? Fuck that person upsidedown with carrots and pineapples who stole it.)
There's like tons of 'em but I'm getting really hungry. So... byebye.
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Oh, I'm sorry. Did I just scared you?