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Saturday, May 26, 2007

I'm deeply saddened and hurt..
Nowhere to express my feelings but here..
I love my things and I take care of my things..
I'm not rich neither am I poor but I live on average..
Money does not come easily..
I learn to maintain the condition of my things so I would not have to get new ones that often..
I let y'all use my things and expect you to take good care of them like I do..
But what have you guys done...
You put an end to the longetivity of my things..
You misplaced things that are valuable to me..
You practically made my things not functioning to me no more..
You always leave things and mess up my baby..
=(
Don't know what else to say.. I've had it!
My heart cries out the pain I feel deep inside..
Are you guys gonna continue what u've been doing?
Am I gonna lose more?
Please, I beg you ..take good care of my things like you take care of yours..
Makes me wonder, why I never needed to use your things..

No hard feelings to y'all.. Just needed to let you know it's bothering me! *sigh*

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A place where I can share my thoughts, interests and dreams to friends and family or even strangers who stumble upon this humble blog of mine~ The title of the blog was adapted from a quote of love from St. Augustine whom once said

"Love is temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become entwined together that is is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."



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