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Secret Valentine



i can sense this yet i can't comprehend.
Thursday, October 25, 2007 @ 10:40 AM
recently, a gush of self-reproaching wind has blown over me.
i start to feel a little lonely 'cos i miss my old friends.
especially those in polytechnic.

looking back, i would have thought,
"why didn't i spend more time and effort with them?"
"why didn't i make more time for girls' outing or some sort?"

i want to remember every single one of the wonderful snapshot memory that i have collected,
i want to recall.
i want to.

holidays are round the corner,
or rather it has already some how started for me,
and all i could do is to make the fullest of this time :)

leave the memories,
make new ones:)