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life is a hazy reflection of our aspirations. we are only as good as our dreams. somehow i believe this, hence the name. this is a journal, an account of what my dreams are... what my life is about...

i love writing, or rather putting into writing what i think. that helps me see things clearer.

i love taking pictures. looking at them makes me very sentimental and appreciative of everything that i've been through.

i love being with a few people. i get along well with people but there are but a handful whom i share my true self.

i love reading... it can be something in the web, a fictional book, something in the magazine or something posted in a board... if there are letters there, i'll read it... reading helps clear my mind. it makes me venture to another person's persona. but i got into a lot of trouble by reading... you are what you read, this is what they say. it's true... once you let a person share a part of them with you, it's very difficult to forget it.

i love dreaming... i seldom dream but they let me see something that no physical eyes can see...

i love being with my loved ones... they help me see it through... they make me become a better person...

i love living... nothing is as good as walking this earth...

so there, despite my indifferent countenance i'm really very sentimental... i give high value to my every memory... they might just be a hazy reflection but they are my beloved memories...

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