Cureless

Ugh! Smitten by F4… I dunno. My classmates were saying, these bunch of Chinese men look-alike together and we’ve got no way of differentiating them except for their hairstyles. ;^^ That’s how I viewed them before. But as I got to know more about them, I became more fascinated about these cute guys. Knowing myself, I’ve always been like this - a sucker for bishounens! (You know Wesley Gonzales? I think he’s a bishounen.) This is temporary, I know and it shall come to pass.

And speaking of fascination, I downloaded Qing Fei Dei Yi, Meteor Garden’s opening song and I’ve been dying to memorize the lyrics. Pathetic! It’s sung by Harlem Yu (don’t know him ;^^).

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Summer is practically over, another semester comes. Mommy and Daddy agreed that I stay with my classmates at the condo for the coming school year. I don’t know how to say goodbye to my landlady…

What if I just tell her that my parents don’t allow me to go boarding anymore?
Or perhaps my parents need someone to look for the house while it’s being renovated so I have to stay?

I asked Diane, whose place I’m gonna take at the condo since she’s moving to a new house. And she advised that I’d better tell my landlady the truth. Gah! But I still suck at explanations!