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Everything will fade, from the fragrance of someone you love to the color of the sky. My inaccurate memories are fading, one day, the remaining bits and pieces will only be the collection of the selected things that I desire to remember. Memories do know how to play tricks on us. I woke up one morning 2 years ago, smiled for I could not recall a particular part of my time in Bath: the color of Lukas's eyes.

They fade into the winds, one by one.

I walked around my room... half conscious. I wanted to make a phone call but instead I sent a message: I miss you. Mom should get it by now. I miss her slender finger. Vanessa shocked me today with her cool... almost cold tiny hand on my forehead
(checking if I am sick) Tiny thing brings back memories. Just like mom, just like him.

I smiled, thinking it is weird for us to be friends today. Vanessa who used to hate me and whom I used to loath to the core, actually can share one of her ear piece with me today. We would sing some stupid break-up songs loudly, shamelessly, walking together to Minimart or Coldstorage. This is utterly ridiculous. This is not something I would do in the past but I am enjoying it now. I think less of what a messy GERMIE she is. She thinks less of what a hardcore traditional grandma I am. We are both headstrong and competitive. Now we are both single. Just that she think being single sucks, me the opposite.

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Just some random thoughts today as I listen to DBSK. I became an extreme Cassiopeia (DBSK's fan) recently. Really enjoy their music and their personalities. This is strange, me behaving like a teenage fan girl at the age of a supposedly mature young lady. But who cares, I would scream the moment, I find another Cassiopeia, the moment I see Yunho or hear Junsu's voice.

I love the peace their music brings me.

I am not holding back the tears, for there is nothing to be sad about. Just this simply life of a JC2 student, studying for her exam.

I really really love DBSK