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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Blogging twice in a day..
Dat's how free i am..
and
finally....
I can log in to myedumail.. haa! YEaaaaa!!!
 
Thks Mr TA...
 
and the "jakun" me have been logging in and out of myedumail.. haha! siow!
and to add on to more of my "jakun" act, i send an email to my sis!
found her email at the corp address book, or something like dat.. hehe!
wahahaha!
I know what her reply would be..
 
Niwae, my grad pic have been hung on the wall..
Everytime i look at it, i'll be reminded of my late bro..
Never wld i expect, Dat would be our last complete family pic..
I didnt even say thank you to him for coming dwn with his dirty boots and rush bck to work aft dat just so that i'll get to take a pic with my grad attire..
 
Gosh! better stop before i start crying...
 
I've lost a bro... and now, im losing someone precious to me also..
He, who promise to be my bro, my bestfren, and my everything..
dat's what he promise me after i lost my bro..
Guess promises are meant to be broken huh..
 
 
 

nniinnaa 4:49 pm