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Wednesday, May 24
8:57 PM
; the love, i found in'em


photo of the day' (:
















i love laura! (:








my darling, debrah.


the effect after kiss,
spasm.




our daily school life.




der's act.


i was trying t act as emily rose ?
well, the civilised one.




it's a wedding procedure.


our dearest, katrina.




sorry, not what youu think.



; i feel weak.
weaker each second.

i'm sorry, baby.
but i have t play captain's ball.
i have been waiting for this all this while.
youu have no idea how disappointed i felt
when cowards didnt appear.
worry less, i love youu. (:

any moment,
everything can change.
for a minute,
all the world can wait.
like now nd yesterday ..
i finally found the rhythm of love.

had plenty of fun with my loveehhs
girls. i love this clique so much. >:D
they make me feel well even at my
sickest, weakest point. they rock.

how this sickness can cause me t
create illusion of numbers i read.
der asked me t read her the numbers
on her paper. with the help of daphne,
i realised i've been reading wrong numbers.
they were either reversed or some numbers
didnt even appear. >:( -sigh, i'll get better.

the neck had made me feel weak nd
jelly-like. there's this fishball size lump.
nd the lookalike rashes have been spreading.
i hope this is not any near-death thang.

i'm so scared for tmr's doctor appointment.
seriously, i bet it's yet another blood taking.
its gonna make me feel weaker. cannot
stand the sight of needles, injections nd blood.
>:(( -screeeams.

i hate being sick.
especially when it's scaring
the hell outta me.

...

youure forever in my life,
youu see me through the seasons.
cover me with youur hands,
nd lead me in youur righteousness.

i carry it in,
everlasting arms..
youu never let me go,
through it all.