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. RAIN . TEA . ME .
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wasted time drawing this, but I dun care



It is raining now. I really feel like having a hot tea now. :)

Imagine

sitting by the window, drinking the aromatic tea.
looking at the rain falling, letting the smell of the tea fill your senses.
relaxing, reminising
all the problems just disappear
and you start wondering why.
But you dun care ....

just live for the moment


This is sooo cool. But I have no time for this, gotta study SOON. haha. Like I say soon. Dunno when I'll start. Think I finish my tea first. Too bad it ain't my favorite flavour. :) ..

Btw, if you can't imagine, there's a picture for you above to see. This is my version. hah.

Ciao

ju at 2:03 PM on October 16, 2005

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New CRUSH
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I had a crush today... hahaha... I haven had a crush for a long long long long long time. The last time was donkey years ago. But this guy is sooooo cute. His biceps ... sooo nice.... Like I told sam and pq, he's a chio guy. hahaa...

He drove a coool bike too. I luv his bike.!!

my CRUSH


Kimura Takuya can stand one side now. Sorry dyz.. hehe

ju at 11:42 PM on October 7, 2005

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Summer Love
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Summer Nights

Summer lovin' had me a blast
summer lovin', happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
I met a boy, cute as can be
Summer days driftin' away, to uh-oh those summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?

She stood by me, she got a cramp
he went by me, got my suit damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned
he showed up, splashing around
Summer sun, something's begun, but uh-oh those summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more, was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more, did she put up a fight?

Took her bowlin' in the Arcade
we went strollin', drank lemonade
We made out under the dock
we stayed up until ten o'clock
Summer thing don't mean a thing, but uh-oh those summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more, that you don't got her preg
Tell me more, tell me more, cause he sounds like a drag

He got friendly, holdin' my hand
well she got friendly, down in the sand
He was sweet, just turned eightteen
well she was good, you know what I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet, but uh-oh those summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more, how much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me more, could she get me a friend?

It turned colder, that's where it ends
so I told her we'd still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
wonder what she's doin' now

Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh, those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more.


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It's summer love
A summer love can't survive in autumm
It's not supposed to.

Summer is over, so is the love . . .
What's left is the brokeness and lostness. . .

ju at 10:44 PM on October 3, 2005

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