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Thursday, June 30, 2005

I sure did not have a good night's rest. Woke up 5 times during the pathetic 5 hours of sleep. Awakened twice by dad's calls. He has went to Indo. Batam, i suupose. With a large group of male friends. Claimed to be there to enjoy a Seafood Feast. I hope that's really the case. But even if it isn't, what can i do when i only play the role of a daughter?

And yes, the same kinda heartache struck me without fail this morning.

It's like a daily routine.

AGL said it took her 3 yrs to get over her bro's "departure". During those 3 yrs, she thought of her bro everyday.

Gosh! I wonder if i will be able go through 3 such years.

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i am kat.
email: qqkat_tt@yahoo.com


this is cindy, my dearest sis.