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Life Threads
I am trying to find myself,
in the midst of the changes around me.
Learning not to judge,
or make careless assumptions.
Giving people the chances,
Which I wished I could have had.

"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. 18Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son" John 3: 16-18





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    Saturday, October 07, 2006

    yes. that's what i did today. went all the way down to Albert Court (near Little India) with my family and my granny to take the LONG awaited graduation photo.

    the sudden rush of ill feelings, and uncomfortable sensations rushed through my body when the man had to tilt my head, shift my body by a slight centimeter and tell me to smile but not too "many" or "less". I remember how i detest taking photos, how little photos i have of myself. Only a few to commemorate certain occasions, but none which i will really show off to people. my friends always ask me, " Hey! why ur wallet dont have photo of u and ur bf one?" i dont think its necessary. if i remember him, i'll remember him even without having him in my wallet, and if u really wanna know how he looks like, come to my wedding then..... bleah.

    Hazy dayz.
    omg omg omg. the haze is killg my eyes. the smell just gets to me. im so sensitive to smells that when the PSI increases just by a small number i would ask my dad if the haze is back. and so. it is back.... . sometimes i wonder if we realise that every breath we take in with all the harmful composition of substances, we're actually harming our body. i mean, we try to live life as normal, have our normal activities .. but... i really cannot take the smell...
    and if you really have to play soccer or basketball or any other vigirous sport..think twice!

    fallen @ 10/07/2006 02:49:00 PM