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Emotions
Monday, March 23, 20091:27 AM

I am. Exhausted. Hungry. Happy. Love. You name it. I feel everything.

My brother did told me once, 'There is no possible way can a human being feel that much emotion.'
And I said, ' Sorry laa to someone who have a teaspoon of emotion.'
(I miss spending time with my family) *smile*

I am moving forward and will not be looking back. Whatever the past is, stays in the past. I never regret those times, but it will be a lesson I going to learn and not to repeat it again.

Someone got comfy with my lappy til they took video using my webcam. *rolling eyes*

XOXO