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Monday, March 31, 2008

amongst all miseries and pain, i have some nice moments in life.

it feels very nice to have someone remember a dinner appointment with you, given that that appointment was only made very casually by you as early as a week ago.

it feels very nice to have been denied of your willingness to pay for your own movie ticket, and be told that your bucks will not be accepted because someone would definitely like to see you for another movie.

it feels nice to have someone treat you like a girl, send you to the bus stop, and want you to be careful along the way. this feels great no matter how strong and BIG woman you are.

it feels nice to have someone to talk to in the middle of the night.

it sometimes feels nice to even think of how you may be loved in numerous ways by people.

tonight is a lovely night. >.<

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MeowZ~ @ 2:35:00 AM
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i am kat.
email: qqkat_tt@yahoo.com


this is cindy, my dearest sis.