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The more of this or less of this or is there any difference
Or are we just holding onto the things we don't have anymore.
Sometimes time doesn't heal
Just stand still while we fall
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Friday, February 22, 2008, 23:08

HELLO;













HAPPY: CLASS BBQ! :D
today aft school everyone went for their ccas ans stuff(:
then in the evening/night was at mdm audra's house for class bbq! (:
It was so funneh.
HAHA!
our class was never this bonded:D






and today during ce mdm audra showed us our video of the blindfold game!
HAHA! HILARIOUS!
the four people sitting down,
the circle of people gathering there and stuff..
and jac and jiaxin just standing facing the other direction..
HAHA! (:












SAD: JINJIN DIED.


I got to know this when I hopped onto jiujiu's car on the way home from the bbq.
I had no time to react.
now, I want to cry.



I still remember the time jiumu brought her into the family.
she brought joy to our family.
she gave us topics to talk about.
she was being used as jokes to make us laugh.
she was a good girl.
she was a smart girl.
she was a nice dog.
I'm going to miss her.









I'm already missing her.


I miss having her between my legs.
I miss having her those times at my house.
She would just sleep outside my room, waiting for me, knowing she cant go in.
but sometimes, I allow her to.
I miss her sleeping at my bedroom door,
waking up the next morning and waking me up by nudging my hands,
sometimes barking for me to take her out for walks.
I miss having to take her out to walk, looking out for cats.
I miss bathing and washing her.
I miss cleaning up after her.
I miss her warmth in my arms.
























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