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THE JOURNEY
of how far we came, in words of mine.

It was all in His plans for me to study in Sydney. Now that I'm here, it's up to me to shine His light.

FLIGHT 818 .




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FLY AWAY TO SYD
on the journey to Sydney.

4 years in Sydney is an awefully long time.
Catch me before I fly away, cause I'm having the time of my life.
Friends come and go, but the close ones never part irregardless of the distance.


Tuesday, October 30, 2007
22:36

I decided to blog about it because this has been lingering in my head for the past 20 hours. I wanted to blog about on the day itself, but I figured I can't wait till thursday.

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Ah Ma, this is for you:

I wasn't there by your bedside 1 year ago. I had decided to stay at home to study for my A's. I was selfish enough to wish that you could wait till the end of my A's. You were suffering and all I could do was study near you and try my best to take care of you. I regretted not being there that day. And for not being there today - your first death anniversary.

I haven't been the best granddaughter but you have been one of my greatest blessings. No words can describe what you've done for me for the past 18 years. I want you to know that I still miss you dearly.

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Ironically, I'm listening to "Love, Me" by Colin Raye.