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Saturday, 12 November 2011
It's good to be alive

Touts les temps que je parle à toi, il y aurait un sentiment de la tristesse qui est très profond…ce n’est pas vraiment la tristesse. Je suis pas sûr comment d'expresser ce quoi je veux dire. C’est le fait que tu pouvait, tu peux changer. Peut-être tu n’as pas besoin de changer. C’est vrai, tu n’en as pas besoin, mais je souhaite que tu pouvait realiser comment tes actions blessent tout le monde. Je ne sais pas…je ne sais rien, mais je sais que je t’aimait avant. Je ne dirait jamais. Il me blesse pour te voir abandonner ta vie. Je n’arrête jamais de me dire que tu irait bien quand le temps raison arrive, mais je peux pas être sûr que tu vraiment le serait. Je ne sais rien, mais je ne t’abandonnerai jamais.

It's been such a year, and you still haven't changed. But what I wouldn't give to see your face again.
One night to be confused
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So, apparently 11:11:11 on 11/11/11 only comes once in a hundred years or something. Not that I really give a damn, but just saying...I spent this once in a century moment trying to redeem myself in the last ever exam of my undergrad life. Needless to say, at that precious moment the thought of the rarity of that moment did not even cross my mind. I didn't even get the chance to look at the clock?! Oh, and the "second" 11:11 (pm) on 11.11.11 was spent either eating wicked wings, or planting unicorns with jinlitang. And no, we do not particularly remember that precious moment either. I don't know what's more sad, the fact that my life is THIS unhappening (lol), the fact that I told myself to try to remember 11:11 but only remember the morning after when I wake up, or the fact that people give a damn about the date just cos the numerals are all the same. Or the fact that I'm thinking about this.

Oh well, but it was a good night "celebrating" our end of undergrad degrees together. Talking about weird random things from 5-11. It's quite surreal that we've come this far. Three years of uni...uhh, what?

Pancakes for oneeee are always depressing!

love, 10:44
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