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... As i walk out to get my diploma of graduation. I realize that i was by myself. even know i knew my family was sitting around somewhere i didnt really notice where was there. but oh well graduation was something like dust like a piece of green paper that is useless with a number one that look important with a presindent of it. As i realize that flash back is something new to me, been old. Been old is something taht i would take forgrated. Many thing hits me where i walk and i step out of my home chair my thinking and my life. i never notices how big is the world until now. |
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finally most of us and all of the senior are graduating this year. I believe as we began to get out of school we become more mature to our self.
to be continium... |
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I lost it all. i am fading little by little. i was life was like a pencil stroke where i can see the error and then i can fix it. this error is like a ghost to me, where i fall to my mistake.
I thought i was ready to move on, i thought i was going to be happier, i thought it be alright, i guess i was wrong , i just dream too mch. it thought it will last till my end where i can smile ...
now i understand love is really painful. now i undertand what i wanted. now i understand it wont be the same anymore.
how can some other people live this life longer. |
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| My last exhibition in HIGH SCHOOL
VA4L
Visual Artist 4 Life
May 9-26, 2006
At
Boston Arts Academy
174 Ipswich Street
Boston, Ma 02215
When
May 9 4-6pm
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