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Saturday, July 4, 2009


Sitting on the floor of my room, being nostalgic but it's hard when you can't remember much, all I can see are flashing lights and city streets. I feel like closing this, blogger deceives me.

Swimming today I relise how much I missed it. Double swimming next week, stalking Hartono. silence.