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The world blows in the wind

Even if the wet remains of rain are glistening

I’m still chasing a distant day’s shadow

We’ll only leave behind wonderful memories

In the changing seasons

I’m dreaming of you and can never return

But every time I remember, the pain echoes
Will the shadow that falls into black burn as bright as the shining sun?

You smiled

So I embraced you without speaking of eternity

So you wouldn’t fade away to some place I could never reach

evanescent
No matter how much time goes by my dream of you won’t end
the way to summer is shining so bright

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My name is Shentel and I have a unique sense of humor which only some people can understand. I enjoy listening to songs, especially YUI's. I love the Japanese culture and I would like to study it. Enjoy your stay and welcome~
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シェイリ Jassie


Skinned and coded by sweeeeeeeet. No brushes, flowers, butterflies and humans were harmed in this creation.

Saturday, October 3, 2009, 6:47 AM

There are times I really hate her, and there's times where I treat her as a very good friend.
But her irritating and annoying nagging attitude really pissed me off. A lot.

She would always nag at me to finish my food, clean up my house etc. Sometimes I can't help but think that she's getting more and more self conscious day by day. It's like, she is only thinking one thing - she, herself and her that is important.

I can't help but have this feeling that she expects us to listen to her, to do what she wants us to do. Come on, my life does not revolve around her. Although she can be good at times, but this side of her really gets on my nerves.

I once regretted being close to her, to the point of being best friends. I didn't notice she had this side of her. It is mild at first, but as the days goes by it became worst. Jasmine couldn't tolerate either.

She wouldn't listen to what people say. The other party would always having a hard time trying to get their message across. Talking to her is like talking to a 4 year old kid. I'd rather talk to my primary 3 cousin than talk to her.

Sometimes I wish she could change her ways. She thought our friendship would break without her, leading her behavior and attitude to become so conceited and self consciousness.

She taught me this fact -
Becoming close to people doesn't mean you have a good friendship.
It takes two hands to clap.
Friendship is about giving in and trust.
However, I gave in to you, but you didn't.
I couldn't help but think I'm your slave.

Congratulations, KL. You are officially the first one who managed to break my tolerance level.




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