I stare at the clouds, and the quiet fury of rain. I stand under this pouring sky, under the grieving clouds, and it feels so cold here. Like the breezes in the west coast of england, seeping into each part of my flesh. I flick open a book, it read, "Remember love, it is more important than remembering somebody's name." Tonight, I discovered that this is what I have achieved.
To quote from my poet Xi Mu Rong....
幸福的愛情都是一种模樣，而不幸的愛情卻各有各的成因，最常見的原因有兩個：太早，或者，太遲。 年輕的你，有足夠的理由相信：你將會得到這世間最幸福的一份愛。 所以，我也有足夠的理由勸告你，要耐心地等待。不要太早地相信任何的甜言蜜語，不管那些話語是出于善意或是惡意，對你都沒有絲毫的好處。果實要成熟了以后才會香甜，幸福也是一樣。
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yea, i'm feeling a little depressed these days
posted by betty chan at 10:12 PM
i used to be a ballerina when i was 7. wearing those pink satin dancing shoes every week. i loved those long ribbons. one day i had to make a decision, and i decided i was not going to dance again. i decided i wasn't going to be a ballerina, but someone else... would you wanna know what I have become??
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Hey Betty,
This is Sandra. I am still alive, but just busy like hell... I am leaving Vancouver a little more than a month. So much to prepare. I will write before I go, sorry plz keep waiting.
Take care now.
Sandra
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