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WRITE WITH BOTH HANDSYesterday I saw him standing facing a tree. The park was filled with many people with their common activities – not an unusual sight on that clear day. But that boy (or man, he’s someplace between the two,) caught my very attention. He was as still as the numbers that define ‘phi’, yet as weird as an abstract painting. Who would look at a not-so-special trunk of a tree when there’s a lot more to see around? So, unconsciously, he dragged me along with him. I became someone who stared at a man whom was staring at a dull object.WRITE WITH BOTH HANDS
This morning, out of curiosity, I went back there. Since it’s quite sunny,
by ~Novellaa
"MEANWHILE"That man left his garage this morning with a good mood. He’s well-known for his warm personality, and that was shown distinctly when he opened his fancy car’s window glass just to greet the postman good morning. He headed to work only after a nice chat with that old man. ‘For an Englishman, his accent was not very British,’ thought the folk that had delivered his mails for years."MEANWHILE"
As he’s driving, his mind wandered to a brunette named Aikaa. He’s not sure who she was, but there’s a certain feeling about her, like to a very close mate, or even a long lost sister. He wondered how she could appear a
by ~Novellaa
a story...A Story Lined with Golden Threadsa story...
Let me tell you an unearthly story about someone who rarely dreamed; let us just name her Aiika, a shy brown-haired young woman who always forced a smile even in her least favour of a situation. It was a compensation mechanism so as to gain people’s liking since she had been a little girl, because she had had problems with reading and understanding sentences in school. At certain age of childhood, kids reach a phase where they need acceptances from the family and the people around them. When they fail in one thing, they work on the others to compensate that, to be praised, just to be
by ~Novellaa
It's hard...It's hard...It's hard...
to forget the past to accept that sometimes we're outclassed to get over regrets to sit and dine with hypocrits to pledge devotion to one dream to listen only to one hymn to tie perseverance up your neck to taste the sour-grapes of a fact to heal a wounded heart to take my mind off Steven Gerrard ...
by ~Novellaa
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- Interests: recently: the hilarity of Japanese group KAT-TUN :)
- Favourite band or musician: Arctic Monkeys.
- Favourite genre of music: anything with a bit rock 'n roll
- Favourite artist: Claude Monet
- Favourite poet or writer: JRR Tolkien, Roald Dahl
- Favourite photographer: Darren Heath
- Favourite style of art: purist
- Favourite game: DS Lite's "Cooking Mama" ;)
- Favourite cartoon character: Cosmo, Bloo, Doraemon
- Personal Quote: it's nice to be important but it's important to be nice
- Website: http://www.ellanov.vox.com
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- MSN: novella_letallec@hotmail.com
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`moments over designs`
Abnag hendra yg najis itu za bisa menjawab dgn tepat pertanyaan sapa pemaen bola fave g,g benar2 ga abis pikir koq lu bs2 nya salah jawab ya
En kalo soal telinga,itu pertanayaan tak jelas yg menjebak org yg tak gampang terjebak
Nah lho................
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`moments over designs`
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