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I just can''t wait to see you again, sis. You know what, I just spend all my day fancying how you and I will meet at the station tomorrow night. Don''t worry, I won''t kick you out of the bed sis, I promise you''ll sleep sound okie? I''m just afraid you''ll have to stay up kinda late to talk to me, ooh we haven''t talked for so long and I really miss you!!!! Have you ever noticed that we haven''t taken any picture together, sis? Yeah, it''s such a pity but this time, there''s no need to worry about it haha
It''s 12.06 PM over here, gotta get some sleep...

I just can''t wait to see you again, sis. You know what, I just spend all my day fancying how you and I will meet at the station tomorrow night. Don''t worry, I won''t kick you out of the bed sis, I promise you''ll sleep sound okie? I''m just afraid you''ll have to stay up kinda late to talk to me, ooh we haven''t talked for so long and I really miss you!!!! Have you ever noticed that we haven''t taken any picture together, sis? Yeah, it''s such a pity but this time, there''s no need to worry about it haha
It''s 12.06 PM over here, gotta get some sleep...

After twist, lights off, everyone sat. He looked at me, I smiled & asked sudd " please" . Then each couple moved out, they took the partner in their arms & kept silence while he laughed and I sang. I laughed " so later your sweetheart will not be the first person who dance this finger with you. And she of course will be very suprised & even not believe that your partners in this finger are your elder sisters" . He looked ashmed & smiled.
Last evening when I called him, my mother standed behind so I couldn''t say clearly. Now I remembered & felt funny still. My younger sister has ever been listened by this way, so she knew well & asked her many other things and I had to make the conversation with him in English. Mammy, we are both adults already.

After twist, lights off, everyone sat. He looked at me, I smiled & asked sudd " please" . Then each couple moved out, they took the partner in their arms & kept silence while he laughed and I sang. I laughed " so later your sweetheart will not be the first person who dance this finger with you. And she of course will be very suprised & even not believe that your partners in this finger are your elder sisters" . He looked ashmed & smiled.
Last evening when I called him, my mother standed behind so I couldn''t say clearly. Now I remembered & felt funny still. My younger sister has ever been listened by this way, so she knew well & asked her many other things and I had to make the conversation with him in English. Mammy, we are both adults already.

7th june
feeling too tired when too much things come at one time. what can i do? i really cant find my way out. what am i doing , my god?hơ can i get through this.

7th june
feeling too tired when too much things come at one time. what can i do? i really cant find my way out. what am i doing , my god?hơ can i get through this.

June 8th
Yesterday, we went out for a while. You looked so tired. I didn''t know how to make u better. U know I feel blue whenever u r sad. There r many things in your mind that I don''t know. I don''t have the ambition to know everything because it''s impossible and no need. But I want u to know that u can count on me. I always here to listen, to share with u. Maybe I can''t understand everything you say but I can listen, I know how to listen. So, my love, share with me and u can be better. Believe me.

June 8th
Yesterday, we went out for a while. You looked so tired. I didn''t know how to make u better. U know I feel blue whenever u r sad. There r many things in your mind that I don''t know. I don''t have the ambition to know everything because it''s impossible and no need. But I want u to know that u can count on me. I always here to listen, to share with u. Maybe I can''t understand everything you say but I can listen, I know how to listen. So, my love, share with me and u can be better. Believe me.

Is ignorance really bliss?
I don''t know. I think too much.
Spent..1/2 of the morning studying, most of it was spent reading things.
So news-reading for me this morning. A few issues.
1) Finished reading "The Yamato Dynasty". Was a superb political/historical read.
2) News article on a 11 year-old school girl stabbing her classmate (12) to death in Japan over internet messages.. so disturbing. What is the world coming to? So horrific..and sad...=/ (http://www3.cjad.com/content/cp_article.asp?id=/global_feeds/canadianpress/worldnews/w060851A.htm)
3) "There''s something about Miriam". WHAT in the world is Reality TV coming to?
4) Watching "Letter from an unknown woman"
I''m not going to tell the story..since I will simply ruin it. But the general plot is is of a woman, named Lisa. Who fell drastically and hopelessly inlove with her concert pianist neighbour at the age of 13, who incidentally potrays the typical rougue "the handsome and dashing man who favors his romantic interludes over his composing acuumen". Unknown to him, (who never knew of Lisa''s obsessive love for him then a child), she watched him returning home, woman after woman...then she moved house. Her world crumbled beneath her feet, as the thought of never again caressing the picture of him through the windowsill playing the piano. Many years later, when she grew up to be a woman, she returned to find him, and fell helplessly in his arms. He ''bed'' her, and impregnanted her, wilted the flower that she was, then simply -dumped- her. (-_- Men. Men. Men). Lovesick, heart broken, but still inlove with him, she gave birth to her child and transferred all of her love to her daughter, only secretly sending him a bunch of white roses on his birthday every year. 11 years later, she was still watching him..only her daughter had passed away. Broken, then beyond broken, she committed suicide, leaving him a letter. As for the guy, who still could not picture or remember "Lisa", the unknown woman, only realised there was something missing....The whiteroses sent to him by an unknown woman every year.
Gag I just ruined the story. But yes, you get the general plot. How tragic...
But anyway..Wednesday! Here I come!

Is ignorance really bliss?
I don''t know. I think too much.
Spent..1/2 of the morning studying, most of it was spent reading things.
So news-reading for me this morning. A few issues.
1) Finished reading "The Yamato Dynasty". Was a superb political/historical read.
2) News article on a 11 year-old school girl stabbing her classmate (12) to death in Japan over internet messages.. so disturbing. What is the world coming to? So horrific..and sad...=/ (http://www3.cjad.com/content/cp_article.asp?id=/global_feeds/canadianpress/worldnews/w060851A.htm)
3) "There''s something about Miriam". WHAT in the world is Reality TV coming to?
4) Watching "Letter from an unknown woman"
I''m not going to tell the story..since I will simply ruin it. But the general plot is is of a woman, named Lisa. Who fell drastically and hopelessly inlove with her concert pianist neighbour at the age of 13, who incidentally potrays the typical rougue "the handsome and dashing man who favors his romantic interludes over his composing acuumen". Unknown to him, (who never knew of Lisa''s obsessive love for him then a child), she watched him returning home, woman after woman...then she moved house. Her world crumbled beneath her feet, as the thought of never again caressing the picture of him through the windowsill playing the piano. Many years later, when she grew up to be a woman, she returned to find him, and fell helplessly in his arms. He ''bed'' her, and impregnanted her, wilted the flower that she was, then simply -dumped- her. (-_- Men. Men. Men). Lovesick, heart broken, but still inlove with him, she gave birth to her child and transferred all of her love to her daughter, only secretly sending him a bunch of white roses on his birthday every year. 11 years later, she was still watching him..only her daughter had passed away. Broken, then beyond broken, she committed suicide, leaving him a letter. As for the guy, who still could not picture or remember "Lisa", the unknown woman, only realised there was something missing....The whiteroses sent to him by an unknown woman every year.
Gag I just ruined the story. But yes, you get the general plot. How tragic...
But anyway..Wednesday! Here I come!