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Tuesday, September 28, 2004
If I look out of the window, I'd be able to see the happy children playing with lanterns and being satisfied with the little they have. Don't want to look out. I miss that very day when we did head to ECP with cheap paper lanterns in our hands, with bags of food in the other. We found happiness in those small things.
And you can't deny that everywhere you go, see my face, hear my name.. .. And it eats you up inside. (:
Apparently, the virus goes only THIS far from preventing me from blogging. Sniggers. Wonderful, simply wonderful.
It's time I went. 44 days overdued.
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