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Saturday, October 18, 2008
Follow the rythm
I got my phone fixed yesterday, and relied on my pathetic telepathic skill to communicate. I caught Nights in Rodanthe. Frankly I watched it because of Richard Gere and Diane Keaton. I knew how it will end - perfectly matched my prediction. Yet I watched it anyway, maybe because lately, I've been impregnated with these insatiable emotions. I grew weary easily. And I want to let it out, but there has never been a satisfying moment for me to scream it out. Well.



It's a tear jerker. Watch it with your love ones.

Okay I should really be studying.

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