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.Thursday, December 14, 2006 ' 10:44 AM
Heart felts.

i feel like MIA-ing for a while.

because, town is boring, i'm seeing very little of my mother, i want to spend time with myself.

i miss those times when i used to jog in the late afternoon. buying grocery in cold storage. studying in holland. listening to jazz and class 95. i miss those days.







Her.

Nicole Christine Au
Eleven December 1987
Hongkonger


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