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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Had a really awful day.
Shall not go into details but all I can say is that amidst all of these, mom and dad's relationship seem to have gotten stronger.
So, yupyup, maybe all these happened for a reason.. ت

Thanks Ben for being there for me again this time. (:

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