Kai gong le.
Late nights and rushed dinners all over again, just that this time work doesn't end at home.
oh well. At least it won't be a lonely walk. I don't miss the desolation- or the retarded irony of standing face to face and having hearts turned against each other. so.. jia you ba! We might be different, we might be the same, but hopefully, three months later, i will not look upon this entry with shame! (: (hey it rhymes! haha)
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