I love this sentence I find today.

Sunday's newspaper is worth to read. I find this famous sentense that's written so good by one of my idol writer:

"If ever memory has a smell, it is the scent of camphor, sweet and cosy like remembered happiness, sweet and forlorn like forgotten sorrow."

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I didn't learn what I want and who I want from the gone summer of this year. But I learned what I don't want and who I don't want in return. That's good for me, at least I learned something clearly and thoughtfully, without regretness.

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Casey and Ceska left me after one week vacation with me. They r just lovely. N's back from trip and take them back. N's lovely too. Hope she's happy and far away from childish mistakes. I miss days with Carter, Curtis, Cory, Casey and Ceska altogether.