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Information Hello, i am Hui Jie. I have a passion for photography, music and sports. I ♥ to go-kart and i listen to wide genres of music, mainly R&B soul, alternative rock and blues.
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Date: Tuesday, April 14, 2009 10:02 PM
Listening to Imagine by John Lennon.

I just saw a newspaper article about a singer named Rachael Yamagata.

Listened to her songs.Pretty average,but good nevertheless.

Yamagata.What a beautiful surname.I love it.I think im going to create my livejournal account with the name yamagata.

Can't help it.The name is beautiful.

Tomorrow PE.Gah.But nevermind,because i ran 14 plus minutes the previous time.So.Can slack tmr.

Suddenly obessed with art more than ever(if thats ever possible*rolls eyes).

And suddenly becoming emotional.

Haaha.Being emotional doesn't mean a bad thing.Sometimes,people have to set aside a time for themselves to be emotional.

It is healthy and a very good thing if done not often(=

My eyes are feeling very strained right ow.Not coz of this computer,but because i have been sleeping very late these past few months.Which makes no sense,since i don't sleep late to revise or do homework,but to mope around the house,watch tv and talk talk talk.

My poem.Created just as i was thinking of you

10 years from now
What will i think of you
What will you mean to me
However hard it seems
I feel
I can't ever forget you
Sometimes its a remedy
Sometimes its ectasy
Sometimes its just melancholy
But maybe all of this is just plain stupidity

The weight of your words weigh down on me

Would you guess

That so many months later
I would still think of you thereafter
And finally see what you wanted me to see
But you were not there to see
And now its the reverse

Such irony
So untimely..




I saw him today..

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