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Josephine.
Since 1988.
A tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Ice-cream with my favourite Hollywood flicks pretty sums me up.







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Friday, April 21, 2006

This is one of the few times which I think I am rather calm in dealing such unwanted situation. Well, the very first time he scolded "F" more than once in the message. I know he felt lousy about everything. He blamed everything he could think of. But, it wasn't that bad in my view. Don't get the wrong idea, what I meant was that the situation wasn't so so so bad until everything has to be so heated up.

It's a nice day; I know you did your best. Don't blame anybody or yourself already. It hurts to see you like this. Of course, I'm not feeling any better, but I must be strong so that I can be there to hold him.

Treat it as a good experience. We won't be perfect but we can be close to perfection.

love you. signed off`