Profile.
TIFFANY(!)
The full name is Tiffany Kim.
A mix of Korean-Chinese-Japanese.
Sixteen this year.
I get older every 6th May.
Pink and Black is ♥
Inhabited in Institut Le Rosey.
Single; Complicated

STACY(!)
The full name is Stacy Kwon.
A mix of Korean-Chinese-Japanese.
Sixteen this year.
I get older every 21st May.
Blue and Black is ♥
Inhabited in Institut Le Rosey.
Single; Carefree

CLOE(!)
The full name is Cloe Ahn.
A mix of Korean-Chinese.
Sixteen this year.
I get older every 31st May.
Orange and Purple is ♥
Inhabited in Institut Le Rosey.
Single; Over it!

MIKEY(!)
The full name is Danielle Mikey James.
Just pure French
this year.
I get older every 7th July.
Black and Silver is♥
Inhabited in Institut Le Rosey.
Attached; Happy

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Wants & Wishes

Wish for Peace, Love & Joy; Cliche?
Wish for Everyone to be happy
Wish for Black Nokia E72
Wish for F21 Metal Frame Wallet
I want Cake, Candy, Chocolate.!

Speak Up

tagboard

thank you note

links

Designer: Shaddie/Pamela
Background:;D

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Lalala

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April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 February 2010

I heard you were gone. Gone. Forever. Gone to a place i can't go to by foot. by plane. by boat. by anything. Gone. Away from me.

I heard that you were gone and all I remember after that is " Nate's gone, Tiff. He's gone. " It replayed in my head like a spoiled tape. And then I started laughing, telling you not to play such a joke on me. Its not even April.

I started calling your number. Calling your family. Calling everyone who knows you. Emailing you like there's no tomorrow. Left you voice messages. Tried to leave you offline messages. Telling myself you are not gone. You can't be.

Then it started to sink in, when your phone was cut off. You family had no time to pick up the phone and i kept getting voice message. When every single second I refreshed my email, I don't see your reply. Voice messages seems useless. Offline messages not replied. Then tears fell.

Even now, I stay in the corner of my room. Looking through our scrapbook and I see your goofy smile and thought " Nate here. He's not gone. He can't be gone. " I took the thousand stars i folded and wished for you to come back to me, and I waited and waited and nothing happened. And I smashed it to pieces. I rummaged through my wardrobe and found your shirt, and I hugged it to sleep. Telling myself tomorrow morning, I'll wake up and hear your countless voice messages telling me that you want me back by your side and reminding me to take care of myself.

I took my textbooks, storybooks and notebooks that you scribbled on. Those funny pictures you drew to keep me awake in class. Those little footnotes you wrote for me to understand better. I flipped through these books and felt a pain in my chest when I realise you're never going to be able to do this for me anymore.

I took those countless gifts you got for me for every little thing I did well. From exams to little homeworks. From dance competitions to my first Winter Formal. And lay on the floor, crying when I remember every occasion I spent with you since grade school. And how you tucked me in to bed with the rest of the guys when I had trouble with being alone in the dark.

You were my silent protector in everyway possible. Looking over me like my big brother. Keeping me under your care and concern. Letting me off with every single thing I did to hurt you. Showering me with love and care I missed out from my family.

Even now, I look around my room filled with your gifts, your voice messages on repeat, the broken glass that was once filled with stars and hope, the clothes I stole from your closet and I tell myself. " Nathan is not gone. He can't be. He told me he'll protect me forever. He told me he'll be with me through Prom, through my first job celebration, through seeing and approving of my future husband, through my wedding, through my first child, through my growing old. Through my whole life. You told me you'll hold my hand through think and thin. So you won't be gone. You can't be gone. "

I don't believe it. Nate is not gone. He's not.

ILY Nathan.



Gone,
Tiffany