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Yosely. Cily. Jo. 郭臻璎。
Full time student. Translator and tutor.
Sarcasm plus cynicism mixed with genuine concern.
LOVE reading.
SHOEaholic.
Addicted to Western TV series.
Introvert AND extrovert at the same time.



wish list
NO REGRET
college again, major in Japanese literature
move out from Medan
a new phone
♥ a new digital camera
♥ great main job + fun side job
♥ certainty ;)

next to read
Wuthering Heights ~ Emily Brontë
The Book of Tomorrow ~ Cecelia Ahern
那个女孩叫 Feeling ~ 藤井树

daily reads

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days by days
Fighting for Air
Sunday, June 26, 2011 @ 11:41 PM

You thought ...
... nothing would bother you anymore.
... you'd put yourself together.
... you'd won the battle.
... everything had ended.
... disappointment had left you for good.
... none would trigger your anger.
... giving the benefit of the doubt was wise.
... time would change somebody's mind set.

Until it struck you, nothing is as simple as it's seen. Blaming yourself (or someone else) for the pain your innocence brought you does no good.

A really simple question - a 3-letter question word - why. Why? And you've never got any answer. There's never any reply to a question of such simplicity, merely because the answer is of great complexity.

It might be better if we could actually stop thinking too much and just do. No matter what the risk is. Life would be so much more adventurous and thrilling, wouldn't it?

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