sometimes, life and death are only separated by a narrow divide. a life disintegrates, another life blooms, taking over its vaccancy. amazing yet cruel, it's a cycle of life and death after all. no one knows when he/she will die, no one knows how long he/she will live. 20years more, 40years more, or maybe even only 1more day, who knows. who can foretell? who can predict? who can assure? not ever, not now, not in the future. when one reviews the sacred mysteries of life and death, the strength of its force only draws one further and deeper right into the universe , at a cosmic level where it embodies all universal elements, of no restrictions and boundaries.

charlene, the strong brave girl dreamt of her guy, the scene, how she describes it, it's so sad yet full of strong devotion, and so touching that it wrenches my heart (if you have went to check out my previous post then you would know what im talking about)
heart-wrenching yeah indeed. it's the hardest part when one has to learn to live with it and move on and that it no longer exist in reality anymore but just a memory...

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be sure to check this out!
http://www.charleneyl.blogspot.com/  it's very touching, touched by their undying love between them:)
the girl is very strong, hope she can continue to stay strong.

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below are two poems extracted from my lit exampaper1. just feel that they are very nice to read, so share it with you.

Poem A by E.E. cummings
i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear, and whatever is done 
by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my time)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Poem B by Dorothy Parker
But Not Forgotten
I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not soon forget my hands,
Nor yet the way I hold my head,
Nor all the tremulous things I said.
You still will see me, small and white
And smiling, in the secret night,
And feel my arms about you when 
The day comes fluttering back again.
I think, no matter where you be,
You'll held me in your memory
And keep my image, there without me,
By telling later loves about me.

alright. that's all. goodbye everyone!:D 

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010708 my prelim1 exams finally ended with an intensive draining of my brain cells. whoa, so tiring and tedious, for this 1weel plus, I've been writing essays all the way non-stop until I was wondering if my hand is gonna be maimed God bless me. Overcame it. what a success! I thought I would never have been able to make it through the whole examination process and yet I achieved it. haha congrats!
anyway all my papers are generally quite manageable and I think it's ok but that doesn't promise anything for the end results, because honestly speaking, it's an irony when I say it's ok but I actually screw up some of the papers. what have I landed myself in?
oh whatever, as long as the exams are already over I thank God for that. and now I'm gonna be out for some fun! hoooooray! :)  

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