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EATARYBROTH just sliding off those sleezy bar by the junction. located above Duxton Hill, comes a very relax and romantic get away-like semi-fine dining heaven. Where modern Australian is a choice and service is at it's excellence.
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15 May 2008 @ 7:51 pm
come on tell me how you've made all this go awayi wouldnt really put it in a different look. taking a bitter prospect of hiking and the reminder of running. mix them together in a tropical temperature and you get alot of negligence to it's importance. the key factor is definitely - healthy lifestyle. but i slacked off the 7.8km route just like shaking dust off my shoulder. and barely scrapping through the time process just by walking. i just don't like the idea of a perspiring body in a public transport after it wraps up. and by definite, it's one least way i'd fancy sharing body fluid by.
but i definitely enjoyed the crushing metal sounds of iron man. irregardless of the straight snip to the end; it still has what i'll score - awesome graphics paired on mesmerising ideology. magnific.
in comprehensive and rich history i manage to indulge with raihan. we just had to meet the noon to flaunt our perky random jokes, btu it's also to hang-out with aaron one last time. before tomorrow is too late (which it actually is). scouted for overly price bags at bugis which was an irony actually. how my prospect of the price tags became different. so we scouted for a better drive to get a faster running ibook for aaron.
but tomorrow, is the day he'll turn his back and slip away.
i don't understand why i'll say i'm gonna miss someone i never thought i would in it's first presence. i don't understand the reason to the running tears that rolls down the cheek. and i don't understand the empty stares that i drop my jaw in awe for minutes. does it gonna make me better than anything i've become? or has it taken what i left as a legacy? or has the litted candle take me over and melted the hole in my heart. do i actually think i am really gonna miss him? or has the line blurred the day we met by the window as nymphs? are they just questions of a convinced goodbye? because i cannot go through this again.