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Bullets with butterfly wings



那天在马路上
就是我们幸福的开始

Tuesday, May 11, 2004


Chem is try.

I'll just write this for the record, in case I wanna check back and tally with my dreams or something. This morning I dreamt that I failed Chemistry. I can't remember anything now, except that it was a bad dream. Not a nightmare, just a bad dream. Weird, because I don't even take chemistry as a subject now. Perhaps the visit to my old school on sunday triggered some inner memories.

I don't feel like and am not doing anything. Just listening to music. Think I should go lie on my bed now.



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