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accidentally in friendship

GERALDINE
208'o5
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YINING
2o8'er
tramper





Don't lose your way with each passing day
You've come so far, don't throw it away
Live believing, dreams are for weaving
Wonders are waiting to start
Live your story
Faith, hope & glory
Hold to the truth in your heart

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by
For you and I

Souls in the wind must learn how to bend
Seek out a star, hold on to the end
Valley, mountain
There is a fountain
Washes our tears all away
Words are swaying, someone is praying
Please let us come home to stay

When we are out there in the dark
We'll dream about the sun
In the dark we'll feel the light
Warm our hearts, everyone

For you and I


Saturday, December 18, 2004
5:30 PM


this is nings



HEY! can i like change the layout? It's getting really boring. Anyway, i'm starting to develop more and more passion for gym. I think its mostly tramp. I think wang lao shi officially separated tramp and san xiang people. But then again, i don't think it would be any different. We will STILL have to clean the gym. urghh. And wang lao shi finally decides to let me do qian kong from tramp to mat. Didn't mention this in my blog. Anyway, he was like observing me and I was doing the zombie jumping and he was like you surrending arh.



And he started crapping about some iraq war thing.. His jokes are not funny. -_-. I'm starting to miss zhang. The feeling of greeting only ONE coach is weird. And i do not want to get a new coach. It would be so STRANGE. Like really. Sighs. SIGHS.



Ohhhhh.

It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real,

I like the way that feels

Ohhhhh.

It's as if you know me better than you ever knew myself

I love how you can tell

all the pieces, pieces, pieces of me

all the pieces, pieces, pieces of me


through the laughter and tears
hopes and fears