Just Dance.

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don't think just dance,

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Been up to nothing constructive lately. I feel disconnected to the cell group, or I should say mainly the girls.

Somehow I feel let down, disappointed when people are just too preoccupied with their own lives and you are like some used doll, chucked aside. Maybe I'm not secured enough to keep trusting. Everyone has different stages, or seasons in their lives. Well, right now I just want to cherish those who matter to me.

People come, people go. Even those who leave footprints will eventually...

It's closing in to April now, and its about approximately 2 or 3 months before I serve the nation.

SAT, Dance and registration for SMU.

This jaded feeling, let it go away.

Passion Groove Life.