well, it was a wonderful past

today, amanda, ery, ily, agatha and me went to grandma emma's house.
she told us that she was a ballerina in 1956. i looked at all of her picture album, she was so beautiful and amazing. and she was famous at that time. oh god i can't say anything she was really really beautiful. so soft and calm. wearing the white dresses and dancing away. she was so exited. i can't believe she had an amazing dream. could i be a ballerina like her? but, what i supposed to do?

your drama isn't much good for me

"hey". "ya, hey nick. im tired". "do you wanna go sleep?". "ya" ."so, you are not miss me right?". "im tired nick. just please stop talking about this.". "sorry about yesterday." ."*piip."

"why you close the telephone?". "..." "lindsay i'm sorry". "do you know?" ."what?" ."you broke something" ."what?". "my heart."

did you remember when you say "i'm still on the way" and then i saw you got out from chelsea's house?

why you always lies to me?

do you know how much you hurting me?

i just want you to be honestly to me.

but do yo know?

i can't angry in front of you.

i love you. still love you.

still trust you.

still want you here with me.

just don't break it. i'm begging you

hhhh... this weather is just too hot

Sun rays come down as seen when they hit the ground, children spinning around till they fall down-down-and down. I wait for you and it's been two hours now. you're still somewhere in town, your dinners getting cold. I rest my case you are always this late, and you know how much i hate waiting around. bitter heart tries to keep it all inside and the shadows will help you try to hide . my bitter heart is gettin' just a little fragile.

and then you come and tell me the same reason as you did yesterday, so tell me what's her name?

it like was yesterday i saw the moonlight

i woke up and feeling so sick. and i was on my bed. I can't remember when I put myself into my bed.

p.s : nick want to meet me today. what should i wear?

1.51 A.M

i just can't realize. how long i'm dancing? where am i now? or is it just my imagination?

moonlight staring me around

i'm still can't figure it out how come he can know me very well. who is he? was i know him before?

i opened my window and i see the moon light come to me. i just imagine how if i can dancing in the moonlight. i started to dancing. i just follow my heart. I closed my eyes and started waving my hand. i jumped around and swinging back. i'm spinning around and started to sing. i feeling soo great. i was feeling that i was free. how can a moonlight make me want to dance? and then i opened my eyes and all i see was disappear. where am i now? can somebody tell me what the moonlight said?

went to town

i walk around the city. first, i enter the coffee market. and then bought some donuts in ema grandma. i bought soo many clothes. vintages, dress, and a new gown. i went to town with my mom. she was so excited. while on the way home, i saw a little girl with a long hair and a bucket of red flowers in her right hand. i never seen her before. who is that little girl? is she a new neighbor?

where she live? she look so strange.

mr. long legs

i was talking with my mom while someone knockin' on the door. i standed up, and opened that door. i saw someone with black hat, black mustache, wood stick on his left hand, and a black handbag. he was so weird. and he was so tall. he want to meet me. "are you lindsay?". "yes sir, are you looking for me?" . "yes. i want to talk with you." I turned toward my mother, she just smiled. i never talking with stranger before. "okay then. just come in sir".

he was talking about my self. what should i'm going to do, what i'm looking for, and my future. i didn't know who he was but he know me very well. i got a little bit scared. but i tried to relax my self. was he a fortune-teller? he said my life will change. a big change of my life. isn't that right?