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Sunday, January 21, 2007 / 6:04 PM
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I lost a friend.
I would ask later, if you were mine.
I wouldn't want t lose you in th waterfall in my thoughts

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Memories. What are memories?
Are they just pieces of ourselves that we've lost in reality?
Are they just parts of us we'll never relive?
Why do we have memories?
T capture the sad reality that there were so many happy times
We'll never ever get t relive again?
Th capacity of memories? Will it ever overflow?
I gotta live with these.
What memories are given t us for?
I guess, they are lessons for us t learn,
so that we'll never repeat them.
I'll do it right th next shot, I promise.
I'll try, really I will.


Natlim & IMJORDUS
I miss you, lil imp :D


Aaron Roberto (Haha!) & IMJORDUS
Ha. Our cheeks. At th bar.



Went town yesterday.
Met up and all.
Shopped a lil.
I bought a pair of leather shoes from GUCCI- Paragon.
Pretty.



Went t DXO yesterday night.
Saw familiar faces.
Hello yous, I made new friends.
Dranked with Jenn & Bf, thank you Jenn!
Dranked with Jason, Charm, GlennBoy, HuaLong, Pris, Aaron.
Ha. Hit th dance flooor. Fun please.
Ohwels. Was high.
DJ Daniel, You're awesome.
But you didn't play OneNightInBeijing for me :(


Beautiful memories are th stem of genuine smiles.
I love yous.






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Jordus Lim Bing Jie
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Diploma in Film, Sound, Video
10 June 1989
jordusbingjie@hotmail.com
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