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MichelleXiao,18.





Saturday, July 10, 2010

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Have been thinking , I know I always think , a lot .
But last night , I was pondering , was I a good friend , a good daughter , a good sister .
Everybody around me , people that care for me , that I care and love .
Do I live up their expectation for me ?
I wasn't a good daughter for sure , what about to friends ? What about to sister ?
My one and only sister ?
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I think through my past quarrels , past memories , bits and bits of them .
Time past us by , before we could realized that day have past , weeks follow by months .
I just miss how things were used to be , but yet excited about the upcoming surprises .
Don't wanna sound redundant but yet I can't help .
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Thankful for everything that have happened , strengthen me , give me knowledge .
And make me a better person for a better tomorrow .
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" Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches. "