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hey :) the name is amalina but im cool with mali.
or whatever nice.
im pretty laid-back.
im never serious.
haha well yea so get annoyed.
im a kid at heart, maybe a hippie too.
talk to me.
get to know me.
only then you can judge me.
:)
roar!
yesterdays
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Feb 6, 2011
because my heart is both drunk and a kid

what i am today is different from what i was 5 years ago. heck, even who i was last week is different from who i am right now.
the power of learning is just beautiful. knowledge, in theory, is information that we acquire through our senses. in practical, of course, is experience.
why am i babbling about this past-future thing?
well,
today i did something brave. well, an unplanned one, too.
i was cleaning out my book closet (yes, i have a closet full of books) and i found an old notebook which i used for anatomy204 back in tufts. flipping through the pages of my drawings of the brain, bones, and boobies, i came across a letter that i never remember writing. it is a six-page love letter haha to someone that i loved and cared- which was already my ex at that time.
i realize how i have grown mentally (and physically T_T). that letter is dated back in 2007.
in that letter, i wrote as if i was talking to him. as if he was right in front of me. even when i read the worst part of the letter, i couldnt help but laughed. oh, boy. how unknowing was i back then. how i was a big dreamer that had one foot in reality while the other one in the fantasy lane. how i hoped and trusted so very much. how i was happy and carefree.
well, 5 years is a long time.
reading back the letter has made me realize that i am blessed with experiences. theyre not always pleasant ones but the most important thing is that ive learnt.
even just now, i read back all the things that i posted here in my blog, its funny that most of them are about love, dreams, and hopes. guess what, i never changed.
5years ago, i yearned for the very same things. but only in a different way.
now, 5years later, i still want love, i still dream the impossible dreams, and i never stop hoping for so many things to happen.
real love, true happiness- these are the things that i very much want in this world.
perhaps, that is why i am constant about all these.
those are my hope and dream.
cheers to,
change and transition-
that rule us all.

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