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conveniently and inevitably, people grow uglier without their own notice. just as a single day teaches you an effortlessly simple lesson, a very soft touch of a yellow crow's feet start to form with the tissues near your very eye, either something evil or time is taking control. just as i thought i could stop the recurring cycle of my life, it just didn't. three words for me: i am weak. yes, i am.


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sometimes i really want to be an artist. but i sort of lack talent. can it be developed? i believe so. afterall art is very subjective. however, to be a recognised artist is a whole new different meaning.


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was reflecting upon my recent encounters. i'm glad i met a few new acquaintances. somehow i think that some acquaintances should just remain at this level for a long time. i'm not very comfortable with people knowing me too well. it's just like a picture drawn and exhibited in the gallery for all to see and judge. or with a negative connotation as in exposed.


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and with that, i'm not speaking in the perspective of an artist. if i were an artist, certainly, without a question, i want my work to be exhibited - if there's no secrets to be revealed on the canvas. however, if i really love my painting and put all my heart & mind & soul into it, i might reconsider. afterall, i don't ever want to be so naked for the world to see. i wouldn't know in reality though, i'm not an artist by profession.


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currently enjoying hershey's special dark bar (with flavanol antioxidant) click on this link to find out more: http://www.hersheys.com/extra-dark/about-antioxidants/index.asp

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lessons for violin commence as of today, once again. little things to look forward to. :))

p.s. special thanks to all blog readers for pleasant comments. (emails are most welcome too)

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when would i see your face again?

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