"Dreams"

Hold fast to dreams/ For if dreams die/ Life is a broken-winged bird/ That cannot fly.// Hold fast to dreams/ For when dreams go/ Life is a barren field/ Frozen with snow. Langston Hughes

Wednesday, September 03, 2003

everyone loved my curry! i am soooo proud of myself because of this. hehe. i never cooked curry until last night! (i still smell like curry though even though i took a shower...especially my fingertips)

ah, a friend from online called me last night/this morning at 1am...i've known him for 3 years now, i think. he just wanted to say hello to me and see how i am doing! lol, funny guy. it took him a few tries with the international phone calls b/c he didn't know how to dial the numbers in correctly. what a strange surprise, but nontheless, a really good surprise. the interesting comment that he made on my voice is, "hey, you sound like an American." hahahaha... i don't know if i should take that as a compliment or as something else... i don't know how to react to these sort of things anymore.

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