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interface II

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

the best things..

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Saturday, September 24, 2005

Do you hate me? I do not know.
Should you hate me? Yes.

And now the speakers play a song I do not understand. Naturally so, it is Japanese.

I love you yet I do things that make you hate me. Well, hate is not the result I wish to attain, but the things I do are just incorrigible for someone who deserves much better.

You expose the flaws in me. And that is why I feel I bare myself no better to anyone else but you. You see through me. I do not know what specs you wear but you do.

And when I ask myself why, I seriously do not know. If my consciousness knew of my intentions, the sins would not have been committed.

I love you yet I make you hate me. I cannot comprehend this, but conspicuously I do. Like the song from my speakers - I cannot fathom its meaning, yet its tune plays full and that is something I can grasp. Every note flows with a strange regularity and sense, but the words never speak to me.

Should you hate me? Hell yes.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 1:17 PM

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3 Comments:

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At 2:32 PM, Anonymous said...: hello ym..
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