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Saturday, July 21, 2007

Memorize, remember. What plus what equals this you have to remember. Remember my fcuk, how I wished I weren't capable of memorizing and remembering matters at all. How I wished I never had anything to remember except for my friends' numbers. I remember so many things and it's bringing me immense pain, like an idiot STILL asking who was that person who brought fond moments into my life for 6 months. I hate that person for just disappearing into thin air, claiming that she's going overseas. But missing her is inevitable because even though nothing come out of us, she was really there by me at least as a friend during my lowest times. Those 6 months may be short, but yet what I felt from that period was something I missed having for a long time. To be truthful, we've never met before. Everything was through the phone or over the Net. Maybe she is a very ugly, maybe she is a gorgeous swan. But no matter what, I really hope for Fate to let me meet this person once, so that I can thank her for everything she taught and for the happiness she gave for that short period of time.

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Since you left me dead laid here ;
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