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Saturday, November 25, 2006

    I was happy


    I was happy just sitting at home watching the trees sway.

    I was happy sitting at the desktop playing MMORPGs

    Singing in my closet

    laying on my bed daydreaming.

    listening to the sea

    listening to the wind

    I used to go out whenever I wanted. Go downstairs,to the hawker center...

    But I cant here.

    I need to be brave. I need to accept the changes.

    I need to try. Because...

    it probably will be very beautiful.


    One night I bought a frozen mocha from Coffee Bean and walked down the path at East Coast Park.

    Didn't really know why; probably just did it to past time.

    The wind blew through my hair. It tasted like salt.

    I just walked.

    and walked.

    That's when I decided that one day...

    maybe when I'm all wrinkled, old, and hobbly,

    I want to walk there again.

|| Pinch me. || 11:20 PM

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