Saturday, September 6, 2008 ♥
dunno wat title
was just bored so wanted to post.woots.haven completed homework yett.congrats to myself.haven completed history n english.nid help nid help!!!.managed to finish chinese.tks huiwen for the chi article.sorry for all de troubles hor.hehe.just had swimming in the morning.den rushed home to bathe n go fortraining at henderson cc.wah sian luhh.canot go watch cheers finals.damn exiting luhh.Grace told me dat gerald ong n his partner were the championsomg.so now dey are number 1 rank(:walao.so zai.his partner oso veri zai.hehemy opponent lehh(: should go get his signaturenvm.it is such a boliao ting to do.lol.Training was ok bahi tink so.but quite tiring tho.veri hiong.but i tink the training n all de feeding were quite useful.now i m training myself for november's cheers singles.must make sure i get into second round.haha.so mus work hard.after end of year gng to traineveryday.mus commit myself into training in order toimprove(: today oso never celebrate lunar new year.sad luhhso sian.den my aunty n uncle came my house just now n dey r still at my house.so nid entertain them,so cnt do homework.grawg!!!!.nvm.tink tmr nid pia hmework le.jiayous.hmm.okays looks like dere is nothing more to postjust looking for a brighter day ahead(:
2. Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.- Captain Corelli's Mandolin6. "Love is the beauty of the soul."--St. Augustine2. Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.- Captain Corelli's Mandolin6. "Love is the beauty of the soul."--St. Augustine found tis quote.found it quite meaningful(:
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