things that i never thought would happen.... chances i never thought i'll get.... i'm thankful.... and guilty..... thankful for the chance, the opportunity... guilty for being religious only when need help... though i'm thankful for it... so ever thankful. and guilty, for the burden i'm gonna put on others....people who love me enough to sacrifice everything just so that i'll get my dream and be happy even though they may have to suffer.... to struggle for a while... or ever longer. i'll pay them back. i just hope i'll be able to.... i just hope i'll get the chance to.
spoke to jess and joyce over the past few days... i miss them... cant wait to see them again... which is soon... cant wait though. going to see u soon too. hopefully?
what is real and what is not? i know the difference... but i choose to live in the lie.
see you!
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steph
~ jh
~ minyu
~ xiu
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sherm
~ jac
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pat
~ xp
~ tar
~ xiu
~ xiang
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jingxian
~ zhenfang
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop