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Tuesday, April 17, 2007
When i start counting my blessings,my whole life turned around.
There was alittle bit of tiredness in me.I resumed back to days that made my life bored.It had been the same routine everytime I worked.However still i meet my friends at times.When i reached home today ,I practised my guitar for two hours and watched dvd till just now.then now I am waiting for people to play game.Tired it is.
He could feel something still there but each time he sense it it grew weaker.Sometimes it grew alittle stronger but was not strong enough.He held onto it,pining hopes that every step made was not a mistake but a glimpse of hope.
Today I learned new things.You will not be able to let go something if you never even truly had it.
Good night to the forest of the night sky for they may had made beautiful dreams with the sound of the wind.Good night to meow meow[st] and wan xin.Good night to my friends.May all of you sleep soundlessly.

~ { 12:09 AM }
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