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Thursday, April 20, 2006

lmy brother let me used his com.
(:
my darn internet has crashed.
while dreaming today, i scribbled YUYU ROCKS in my book.
to absorbed in dreaming. i supposed. too used to scribbling on that ass's paper.



i miss how MISS NG teaches, ): and mr LIM. my teacher thaught us how to read the VERNIER CALIPER TODAY. YIPPY.YIPPY YIPPY.

and today, my chem lecturer told us about labs having ovens,
I WONDER WHY GM DOESNT HAVE OVENS, make us do that stupid experiment that charred the paper, and make me and YUSHU scream and put out fires like mad. ALMOST BURNT OURSELVES ALIVE.

anyways. moving on, reality check.

WHAT'S WORST THAN LOSING SOMEONE YOU LOVE?



WATCHING THEM DIE IN PAIN AND AGONY.


i cried in the hospital today. can u imagine not having your mom! i cant, my mom is like so precious to me. and my dearest cuzzie is only thirteen. ): my aunt's in the terminal stage of cancer. the cancerous cells have already attacked the liver. and the doctors cant do anything about it, remove that fishball size thing, and the cells would spread faster, so lets say they cut a hole in my aunt, only to realize they cant do anything about it, so they close the hole back. and now, she's paying to suffer 1000 times more, for nothing. you can see the tears in her eyes. not being able to move at all, her womb hurting like. --------.

to my dearest beloved aunt,

the look in your eye
of pain and desire
to see the world revolve
or your little child's trials

i wish i could help you,
but what can i do.
i cant ease the pain,
only try to.
i really wish for something
something so true
from god almighty,
to really bless you.

his plans are devine
but seemingly unkind ,
he whisper so softly:" child, you're mine. trust me and you'd be fine."
assurance so strong
i prayed even harder for you

my dearest aunt,
nought i can say
aint much i can do
but i'll walk the last days with you
and God will carry you through.



10:23 PM


im done