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i could have. what does this phrase mean? at any given moments in our lives, there are certain things that could have happened but didn't. the magic moment go unrecognized, and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changes everything.

-PAULO COELHO

okay so i kinda just got back home not long ago...from erm boat quay

we were just sitting by the river, talking random stuff and yes eating McD!

lol

FAT! :/

and NO I DIDNT EAT HAPPY MEAL PLEASE

-.-

alright...~~tomorrow~~ i meant fac outing later today will be the very very last binging session of the month.

holidays wont feel like holidays without overseas trips i guess

weets is so lucky to be able to go japan for 10 days :(

well i guess im kinda looking forward to shanghai. i hope it'll be fun :D

i've been spending alot of money recently ):

it's really time to start thinking of ways to get some quick cash

there are certain things i guess i really should stop doing. not only they're not good for myself, just not really acceptable for others too...

sometimes i wonder if i have split personality

or i just believe too much in the things i do at the instances that lies and truths no longer matter

it's risky, falling in love.

i've been in love before. it's like a narcotic. at first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. the next day, you want more. you're not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. you think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget about them for three hours.

but then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. if he's not here, you feel like an addict who can't get a fix. and just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you're willing to do anything for love.

but love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.

for when those walls come down, then love takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn't even matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. to love is to lose control.

-PAULO COELHO

by the river piedra i sat down and wept