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05 February 2009 11:42 PM
Sweet Serenade


We've been taking shots these last days. Shot after shot after shot. Photos are piling and so are sweet memories that inevitably we'd eventually leave behind because we're meant to move on; life keeps rolling. Of the many smiles and laughter, the good old candid moments makes the heart grow weak everytime you think that one day, this moment would be nothing but a faded memory of what was.

Today I walked my way home and I thought to myself that maybe I'm going to miss this one day. All the smiles. And all the carefree, easy laughter. And all the naive definitions of friendship and being loyal.

Just one more presentation and we're practically done.
Remind me I have a camera tomorrow. (:


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