The consequences of life: Good old days.

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Friday, August 26, 2005

Good old days.

Remember this pub huh? it reminds me our good old days. Yes, it is good. everything seems good now, including all those tears dropped and all those bad guys we've met.

Yesterday I just walked around on my way to see the film. I walked pass the roads and streets that we all used to walk, and took pictures.

The feeling is complex. It can't be said simplily as sad. But it is something that I have already expect that it will happen, but didn't face it or sense it's existence till now.

My dear friends, the days with you will all stay forever in my memories.

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Just had our last breakfast together in Edinburgh.
It is expected that both Peter and I won't be back to Edinburgh in the coming 10 years, at least.
Well...

Muriel and I

Peter and I

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