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so she says;






through the trees, i will find you.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009

kissed goodbye to the long weekend. how true when kerr said its like weekend for us, everrryyydaay and no, i am not complaining. give anything up for this. (=

been a pretty chilled weekend. kerr's place for BBQ and i realised we talked quite a bit over the nights. he knows quite a bit in horoscope and he has this set of thing for girls using that. i finally meet my kind of flen. haha we both 'home' due to chris 4 years ago, one and only and we swore off it since then. we talked about william. i still rub my arms when we talked about his death. his funeral. the whys. the so-young. i clearly do not remember how he came into my life or even his looks. maybe he doesnt. perhaps i was too young.

kenny popped by to surprise me. just slightly before shopping with the boys and i felt so bad. i dont even wanna talk about it. geez.

time traveller's wife sucha great show.

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