03/10/2011

16.56

The Attic.

Clear day.

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Dear, Sulli.

It’s surprisingly clear and sunny unlike what the weather report said.

I took a walk. And I practiced guitar yesterday. I bruised my fingers. If you were here, you would fuss about it and told me to stop hurting myself. I heard the handsome guy—well, I did a little research actually. He is reported to be extremely talented. I think I’m going to make myself explore for new talents.

I managed to do some strumming. I found the guitar somewhere in the attic. It sounded awful so I asked a random neighbor whom I just met today to help me fix its sound.

It sounded just fine now.

One day I’ll perform in front of you.

Infinitely yours,

Your beau ♥

04/11/2011

15.47

The Attic.

Stormy.

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Dear, Sulli,

It’s raining badly outside. And there’s thunder too. If you were here, we would cuddle together while watching those sappy dramas and you would cry.

I miss those moments.

I heard you were filming for a drama. When will it air? I’ll watch.

And I’ve been practicing guitar more. I can play 2 songs now.

I know I have a slow progress but at least I tried, right? Right?

That’s it for now.

Infinitely yours,

Your beau ♥

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