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Monday, April 07, 2008
Over the weekend, I discovered that I am still a kid at heart. It's too difficult to keep your emotions in your heart. It's painful. I must be strong and move on. That's life. If you don't improve you will be the bottom.
Although im not close to him, but when seeing him lying down there, and see faces of relatives crying, it disheartened me. The news was quite unexpected to me. There were many flashbacks in my head and emotions came like a tidal wave when i saw him. It was too sudden. Rest in peace gramps.
STORMcity!;
- 6:10 AM