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falloutboy : from under the cork tree
black&white striped hoodie
billiard table, balls and sticks
black bagback
drumset.
time for fanficwriting.

list of Alan Rickman movies to watch:
(italics:have, but haven't got around to watching)

die hard
robin hood: prince of thieves
sense&sensibility
dogma
galaxy quest
love actually
rasputin
truly madly deeply
snow cake
nobel son


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    Tuesday, June 17, 2008 11:44 PM


    flying off to sydney tomorrow.
    while packing and stuff, suddenly didn't felt like going.
    i think im going to miss my home.
    staying at home, having lots of time to myself, listening to music, emoing in my emo corner, talking to my parents, relaxing and looking at stuff around in my room.
    i am going to miss those stuff.

    same feeling as last year for korea trip.
    so i was talking to I.N. again
    and he composed(:

    The Life of Ian Albert and Jeremy Nicholas by I.N.
    It's hard to know that things have changed.
    Understanding that I won't see you, it is pain.
    Long days with grey skies patching above
    The days without you, full of sadness
    Lasted this long without seeing your face
    545 days before, full of you I gazed
    I guess I didn't treasure that enough,
    The new started with a scary blast.
    You stopped everything, no connection at all.
    Why, I asked you, reaching the hall.
    You answer silently, it is not you, it's me,
    Forget about me and go forth thee.
    I can't, I say, you're there in my mind.
    I'd give up all to see you be fine.
    With a small smile, you reply:
    I love you, but society must die.
    Then let it die! I'll kill it now!
    But then I thought, I can't even kill a hound.
    You disappeared right before my eyes,
    I couldn't shout wait, I couldn't say bye.
    The next time I saw you was ages later,
    You were laughing and smiling more than ever.
    You were happy, I thought, and that is enough
    To make me glad and then so rough
    The truth really is because I don't know
    If I should cry or I should go.

    his best yet, to me.
    i suppose I.N. was feeling really poetic.
    i'll say the same things you say to me, but i don't think they'll work so im still thinking. give me time, i'll cheer you up.
    i'll get stuff from sydney for you too.

    byebye singapore.

    britlover;
    11:44 PM