Can't you see those beautiful dreams?

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12:17 p.m.

Dear diary, nice to see you again.

These 2 weeks I've been busy preparing for the mid-term exam. Finally it has ended.

I did badly in it. A bit frustrated. But I don't care. I think my talent is more than marks. I'm great, I'm Starry!

I have to learn, to decide what's the most important thing to me.

I'm too lazy,so I did badly this time. That's fair.

I'll work harder,I must go to a nice senior school,then go to a nice college.It's boring and I'll lose some joys.But before I fulfill my dream, I have to do these things I don't want.

The world doesn't belong to you, you have to belong to this world.

I was born to try.

Sometimes, life is like this.Fly with wind. Sometimes,adamancy is kinda hurt,give up is kinda beauty.

¡¡

I want you very much but suddenly I decide to quit.

We're not on the same planet.I just can see you from far away, that's enough,I'll keep this dream. Just a dream.

You'll never know, I prefer to stand alone,to cry alone!

I think I'll never have enough courage to say a word to you.I'm not brave enough to chase. I don't know if I'll lose my happiness. I just stay there and look at the sky.Wondering.

His blue eyes,is the beauty in the sky.

It's better to have loved and lost than never to haved loved at all.

I believe we'll meet each other.The minute I meet you, we look into each other's eyes,we find it all.

Happiness,a way station between too little and too much.

Do you believe forever?

Forever is a story,when the story was told over, forever was forgortten.

Everybody has to forget something,so he can remember some other things.Somebody has to come closer to you,so somebody must leave.

Everybody has to walk on a new way, look at the new scenery, listen to the new songs,then at a special moment,you'll find,something you want to forget has been away for a long time.

If life is a long way, I don't want to miss every little detail of it.

I used to want to be a tree, because trees can live for long. Though it looks like dying in winter, lonely, vapidity. But it will be alive again in spring, the little leaves dance in the wind. I want the power of second birth too.

Trees are lucky, they can get by the days with the world's changing. They see through history. Silence, nothing complex. If I can stay alive forever, I don't have to live in busy. I won't lose so much. I can stop, and taste my little wonderful life. How beautiful...

¡¡

 "sometimes i wonder about my life. i lead a small life. well, valuable but small. sometimes i ask myself, do i do it because i like it? or just because i haven't been brave. so much of what i have seen reminds me of what i read in a book. when shouldn't it be the other way around? i really do not want an anwer. and i just send this cosmic question out into the void.

so, good night, dear void."

¡¡

 
 
 

 
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