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To Love, Hate & Miracle.. From Desire..

Today's Wednesday, March 23, 2005 !!
 
ppl will go when it's time

sending my consolenses. heard ann's bf's grandpa passed away.. so both of ya dun think too much k.. heard from her tat she's suppose to visit him but in e end e grandpa just went away..

similarly, i thought of my grandma, whom i'm suppose to visit on e day of tat wk, but then she simply left me. e unfilial me i felt, as e wk b4 i'm unable to visit her.. i can say she took care of me fer e past 20 years. truely 20 years. till now sometimes i think of e things she's done fer me..

anyway at a certain limit, ppl just have to go, to an extend, to find their nx path. so cheer up girly, i noe u're close with his grandpa. he'll be up there to c u ya all, blessed da both of you.


went home to get on stufying with tnp, studied till i fell aslp! arggg.. gotta hit da books now!
tmr might be another shopping day fer me! no ideA! zzz..

*pOof*

- posted by unembellished maine @ 7:46 PM
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