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Info  If you've found this blog, then chances are great that you know me. I'm just a regular asian schoolgirl, and there's nothing out of the ordinary with me. But alongside that, I am a violinist, an artist, a model, a travel enthusiast, and a web designer. I love many things such as: my culture, foreign languages, books, stuffed animals, the rain, and animals. In the same breath, I dislike a few things. These few would consist of: homework, cold weather, milk, heights and crowded beaches. I also have my share of hopes and dreams alongside everyone else.
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Thursday, March 26, 200912:12 AM
no title?  Fact: I like to run, but I never find the time to"I picked both feet up off the ground as if I was doing it because I had no other choice, jerking forward like a highly strung marionette. I just wanted to feel happiness, and it seemed to come from within the ground and the empty feeling within my lungs these days. I slept last night with thoughts of only you converging within my head. Your eyes send me into submission; I run faster. Don't ever say goodbye to me. Although deep inside I know you'll have to, I hide it from myself each day just so I can get by without my heart decaying into an unheard pile of black. I need you to live, and I realize now that you don't know it. I understand that you never will. So I run to you in my dreams. I breathe in your perfect scent and daydream of melting in your arms. Even when I'm no longer around you, I can feel your presence astound me. When you touch me I get weak, and when you leave I wish I could just turn around and say, "COME BACK!" But I know that will never happen. " I figured I would write since I've been procrastinating on everything, and since I've recently been 'inspired'. I jotted the idea down in English is my new 'writing' notebook that I thought was pretty when I went to Staples. I had an urge to buy it and bought it because it was cute, and I like notebooks :]I was perfectly content when I wrote it, but now that I read it, it just depresses me. But I guess it's not a huge deal. It's 12:30 in the morning, and my sister is waking me up at 5:30 tomorrow so she can do my makeup since she thinks I would look much prettier her way. I don't know, we'll have to see. I'm glad we speak more often now. I've missed you. I always see you online, but I never have a legitimate reason to say hello, and spark up a conversation. But I guess I finally over came that. I have so much to say, and so much to ask you. How are you doing? What's new? The usual you know? I miss our late night conversations and our random discussions about what instrument you should learn next. Lol, it's so late, and you still don't know how to say good night. ---- |
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