summertime.

the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.

whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays

sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:

Friday, September 19, 2008

three more days;

three more days;
maybe monday isn't gna be as awesome as i wanted it to be.

i wanted to go out [who doesn't; on their sixteenth?] but it seems like our wonderful timetables are about to spoil my wishes. on monday i finish options at 2.55; shinyi at 3.55; yiting at 4.55. how on earth am i supposed to go out and celebrate like that? ._.

okay technically i can go out, on my own. i end sch early enough. but what's the point in that, honestly. maybe i should just face the fact that no one's actually going to be able to go out on monday. blehhh.

or maybe i just need a miracle. if only...
sigh ._.

6:17 pm

Friday, September 19, 2008

three more days;

6:17 pm
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