Author's note: Wow! Thanks for the reviews. I hope to be able to update on
this fic more often. I really enjoy writing this one. Well, on with the story!
Ling closed her diary and lay on her bed looking to the ceiling. Many things were
running through her head at the time. She opened her diary once more. It would
be a couple of days till she actually received her new laptop. She quickly flipped
through the pages. She had not written as much as she had wished she would.
Then she came upon one page. It was the one with Miharu's poem that she had
written about Hwoarang. Ling examined it carefully. How she loved poetry. Poetry
to her, was a way one could express their deepest thoughts and feelings. It was one
of the best ways to do so. Then she remembered Jin's poem. She quickly scanned
for the page which she had copied it into word for word. She looked at it. She must
have re-read it 5 times before closing her diary once again. She sighed to herself and
closed her eyes.
Ling: This poetry stuff. I'm pretty good at it.
She scanned again at the poems in her diary.
Ling: This stuff seemed to work for Miharu and Hwoarang. It CERTAINLY had an
effect on me when Jin sent one to me. What's to say it won't work for me?
She took out her pen once more and opened her dairy.
Ling: Okay, now I said that this was my last entry, but I cant help it. I have to write something.
She opened her diary to a blank page.
Ling: Okay Xiao, time to express your self.
AUTHORS NOTE: OKAY, NOW THAT WAS REALLY SHORT! I COULDN'T
THINK OF A WAY TO MAKE THIS LONGER, DON'T WORRY, THERE'S MORE!
JUST MAKE SURE TO REVIEW THIS LAME CHAPTER. I KNOW THIS ONE
WASN'T THAT GREAT, BUT DON'T HATE ME FOR IT! ITS JUST GOING TO GET
BETTER! TRUST ME! THIS IS JUST SOMETHING THAT LEADS TO HER ENTRIES. I
COULDN'T THINK OF ANOTHER WAY TO DO THIS, SORRY.
