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=)) i used to be a much happier blogger really. hahahah.. 2 posts from the old days: =)

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what the bloody hell u tell me, what the bloody hell omg!! ARGHHHH!!!!!!

LOL guess what happened man, i. just.dropped.my.phone.into.my.glass.of.water.

DOM.

just like that.

what the hell was i doing?!?!?! OMG!!!!! i duno whether to laugh or cry la!!!!!! *whacks forehead** now how? HOWWW??!?!?! aiyo!! WHO in the world voluntaroly throw their phone into their water? u tell me!! ARGHHHHH...

shit la, no phone AGAIN LOLOL! mei you yuan la totally...

i actually find it very funny- except for the cannot contact ppl bit. lol... sigh, i'll go do sth abt it...

sk

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The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.

--langston hughes

love this poem. wahaha guess da title man!! =D shd b quite obvious...


The Negro Speaks of Rivers

I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human rivers
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy
bosom turn all golden in the sunset
I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

by Langston Hughes

wahaha... reading abit of poetry here and thr....=D quite fun realli... when you want sth to do...=D mmm...chk out langston hughes!! and emily dickinson!!

ALRYT!! haa...nad asked for a post...lol..ya...so i randomly put sth up...=D wahaha I FRIGGIN' ROCK AYE?! =D


now for da poem's title!!..


**drumroll**


suicide's note.

beautiful aye?
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2 rather different posts, but both reminding me of myself, once. when i could be high everyday, anytime. When i laughed easy, when everything is funny. =) When i enjoyed the simple pleasures of life such as reading a good poem.

Good old days.

Hello sk, where are you now?

sk


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