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Thankyouforeverything(:
Friday, 6 February 2009Y
The Girl with No Right.

Glad to be back in school I guess...
Though these few days, 我的心情不太好。。。
Only feel good when I'm around my friends (:
我知道我并没有资格去想你, but I just can't control it.
I feel that I'm carrying something heavy...
I just wanna know whether you still like me even one teeny tiny bit.
Argh! I shouldn't even be doing that.
But even if he doesn't, he's not to blame.
Only myself.
For being so foolish.
But if I ever know that he still likes me...I'll believe in magic.
I miss you even though I know that I shouldn't be.

Yesterday, we had sculpture class.
In the ex-pottery cca room.
It sure did bring back fun memories from last year.
The memories which are worth both remembering of as a friend and more than that.
I can remember how much fun I had on those few lessons.
But during sculpture class, I was trying to block it.
It hurts to remember that YOU made those memories.
Cause now...I'm scared that we won't have any memories like those.
You behave like everything is fine.
I don't know whether you're just acting or you really do find it fine.
So I just behave like everything's okay too; no crying, no missing of people, no hurt.
I was somewhat successful in blocking the memories.
Until the teacher mentioned about the pottery thing which you had to use your leg to control the speed of it...
That definitely reminded me of fun and nice memories which hurts...






aileen.
The One who has No Right...

ends at Friday, February 06, 2009