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September 15, 2009@9:27 PM

Smile Again.

Fine. I officially smiled again when I remembered that he actually brought along his notebook AND his mouse back to Seattle. This sucks. Really, it does. I couldn't seem to find enough strength to go to school on Monday, but thanks to my friends, I managed. I went home early today though, I was feeling sick kuhz.. yeah, whatever. So here I am, not caring about life, being the delusional loser I am. I'm becoming an LBR. Gah.

And fine, I hate to say this, but I really agree with Paris Hilton's quote: "Dress cute wherever you go, because life is too short to blend in" Its true, you know. There really is more to life than just to live. The world is one huge unexplored stage, and we can't always stay in the limelight. Maybe that's why I've been translating loads of poems these days. God, I am trying my best to be the same 'ol me, but it is really hard. How could I, after this cataclysm happened? And great, my form teacher wants to talk to me tomorrow. The Talk.

I've been listening to English songs these days, and some of the lyrics are really meaningful. I mean, yeah, I've gotta make out what they were actually singing, but when I found out the lyrics, I was thinking, "Hell yeah, you got me at this line".

So, yeah, cheers to Jay. Thanks to what happened, I REALLY pray hard now. Like, seriously.

And to all Hottests around this globe:
When it falls apart
And you're feeling lost
All your hope is gone
Don't forget to
Hold On.

I've been telling people, "Two more weeks, give me two more weeks to recover" But I figured out, two weeks, two months, two years, and I'll still carry around that scar in my heart. It's never going to be healed, but it's not the end either. Because there's always some beauty even in the saddest moments. Believe in yourself, keep the faith, and hold on. Together, we're going to make this right again, all of us Hottests. Though I doubt my dad would fancy me pasting Post-Its around the shop.

And this if for Jay/Park Jay/Park Jae Bum:
I know that you're the on that's feeling the worst right now. We Hottests are selfish to think that you might come back. Because we are clueless about what's really happening. So I'm going to take this time and apologize on behalf of everyone, for making you feel like ten loads of shit. But seriously Jay, not only your fans are saving your career, even stars are. Without you Wild Bunny becomes tame. Without you, it's 9 Points Out of Ten. I finally plucked up the courage to listen to You Might Come Back yesterday. And bless the irony. Who knew that you singing the words 'You might come back' so passionately actually came true? Only now, its the reverse. We want you to come back. but you might no want to. So like I said, we love you, we want you, and we'll wait for you.

Lovelovelove(?)
Lee Myung Hee.

Don't cry, don't say goodbye.

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