Saturday, September 30, 2006
"Her hand," he said. "It fit mine."
Now, Chris, now.
He heard the words, heard Emily's voice vibrating against his chest, but his hands were shaking again and if he pulled the trigger he'd probably shoot himself and was that really so bad?
Now. Now.He was crying so hard at this point that when he looked at Emily form the corner of his eye, her face wavered, and he believed that he'd already begun to forget her. But then he blinked and she was beautiful and calm and waiting, her mouth parted like it sometimes did when she fell asleep. She opened her eyes and all he could see was her conviction.
"Oh, I love you," he said, at least he thought he did, but Emily heard him either way. She brought her right hand and settled it over his, her fingers curving over his own
to urge him on.
She pressed his hand, and it squeezed on the trigger, and then he was deaf and dizzy and falling, with Emily still in his arms.
tried to hunch; 1:09 PM
Sunday, September 24, 2006
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what a weird title.
anyway. yesterday was Grad Night. FINALLY. shall post some photos soon when i manage to get most of them. actually, on second thought, maybe not. MUAHA. go find photos yourself.
staying over at yiling's place was fun. :) :) enjoyed every moment of it. :) :)
anxious about receiving the photos. totally can't wait.
ha.
so yup, there tiffany, i updated. haha. for details on my grad night experience, erm. ask me personally. i'm lazy to blog about it. but i guess it can be summarised into 4 simple words:
CAM WHORE,BIG TIME.say cheese. :)
tried to hunch; 12:18 AM
