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loneliness starts with completely no sense of propriety. Have you ever pick up the yellowing diary in your drawer or look at the dusty photo albums?

I just did it.

I close my eyes again and somehow it brings me back to the past, the classroom, the laughter we had, and the table and chairs may be our boundary line yet after the lesson we all come together. People said "memories are meant to be kept" but why cant you all maintain or even stack it with another new memory?

朋友不曾孤单过 一生朋友你会懂- is this true?

朋友一生一起走 那些日子不再有- i guess this sound more to me now.

Of course some are still here with me. I will cherish! =)

For those who are not, I hope my blog will allows you to know how will I be doing and of course hope you will update me with yours too.