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Thursday, October 26, 2006
memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.

memory - it's where you keep the good times. your first kiss. those times you laughed till you cried. those times when cares seemed miles away. those times when you giggled with your best friends, or laughed with your mum. those times when you cried because somebody did something that moved you so. it's where you keep the people who have since moved on. people who have moved out of your life, but who, once upon a time shared good times with you. people who have passed away, and for whom you've forgotten the bad deeds and remembered only the good. it's where the good things reside. for some, it's the only place where the good things will ever be. perhaps the memories hold more good things than the future.

memory - it's where the things that hurt dwell. the first time you broke up. the time when your parents fought so hard you had to cover your ears to shut it out. the time you and your sister fought and you just wanted to kill her. the jealousy when your crush went out with a girl you didn't like. the envy when you realized that you didn't d as well as your friend. the sadness that you were not as smart as her. the hurt when everything just didn;t seem to work out. when people just didn;t seem to care. when your ex didn't seem to care anymore. didn't seem to care in the first place. memory. it hinders you from moving on. because you can't let go. letting go would mean letting go of the good times as well. and you can't bear that. because, you can;'t bear to forget something so beautiful you once had.

caught in the middle. what is one to do? besides. you can't erase memory just like that. it takes time. sometimes you want to anaesthesize yourself. but it doesn't work that way. you can forget. so what do you do? let your memories rule your life?

joon said the best way he can get over peiyun now would be to find a new girlfriend. but he says he wouldn't do that. it wouldn't be fair to the girl because she would know that he is just with her to get over her ex. even if he treats her real well and everything, somehow, some way, she will feel that she isn't special. i guess it's called woman's instinct. it;s an innate ability to detect these kind of emotions. it's unexplainable.

I know how it feels. and therefore, i advise you against it as well. don't find a new girlfriend when you haven't gotten over your ex, joon. she would feel like me. i can tell you it doesn't feel good.
--Merci tout le monde--
6:12:00 PM

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