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Hi. I sort of love Sunday mornings. It's just so peaceful and tranquil. I've been listening to songs on my ipod - I should make a soundtrack of my life some time.
Our class is selling candied fruits for CNY. My group's making candied apples which sounds so sickeningly sweet; it makes me sick. I'll be going to Charmaine's house later in the day although it's such a relaxing morning that I wouldn't mind just lazing around at home with music blaring in my ears, my thoughts soaking in this bright blue sky and thinking of sunshine and love and all the good things in life God has blessed me with.
I've also sort of decided on my new LJ name so I hope I'll find enough motivation to work on it. ~missoverdrive isn't really me anymore.
Memories fade but they're resiliant little things. They sort of stick themselves into a corner of your mind, steal a little space in your heart and you won't forget, can't forget even in time to come.
Sunday mornings make me nostalgic. At 16, nostalgia's only a small part of life but yet so important. It keeps you grounded. It makes you who you are. Yes, perhaps especially so at 16 when you tend to lose sight of what's and who is at the end.
Mel Tan - I miss you.
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Isaac reminds me of you but there's only one Mel Tan and nobody can ever replace you.
Our class is selling candied fruits for CNY. My group's making candied apples which sounds so sickeningly sweet; it makes me sick. I'll be going to Charmaine's house later in the day although it's such a relaxing morning that I wouldn't mind just lazing around at home with music blaring in my ears, my thoughts soaking in this bright blue sky and thinking of sunshine and love and all the good things in life God has blessed me with.
I've also sort of decided on my new LJ name so I hope I'll find enough motivation to work on it. ~missoverdrive isn't really me anymore.
Memories fade but they're resiliant little things. They sort of stick themselves into a corner of your mind, steal a little space in your heart and you won't forget, can't forget even in time to come.
Sunday mornings make me nostalgic. At 16, nostalgia's only a small part of life but yet so important. It keeps you grounded. It makes you who you are. Yes, perhaps especially so at 16 when you tend to lose sight of what's and who is at the end.
Mel Tan - I miss you.
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Isaac reminds me of you but there's only one Mel Tan and nobody can ever replace you.