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04 November 2007

Went to Msia to see my grandma. She was so anxious to see me. The moment she sees me, she scolded me. -_-''' Well, coz there quite some time i went to visit her. But as usual, she wants me sit wif her n talk to me. Basically repeating wat i say n topics. She asked me a question, "r u happy now?" i was like stunned for awhile. But i juz skipped it.

Carried my baby niece. She was so cute. At tt point, felt like having a baby of my own. But i guess tt got to wait. My cousins were there as usual. 3 of my brother dragged me to a room. Asking bout my life, problems...etc. They shared quite alot of things wif me. For guy's thinking are hard to understand too. I really LISTENED. Coz i do felt it make sense.

Really missed the days when the whole bunch of us went to forest, climb trees, cross rivers n playing n fighting. I mean those r like a memories to me. They SEE me grow up. My problems n thoughts. All concern bout them. But today, i guess they notice a change in me. Before i left, i burst out crying. For they noe wat really happened. Hugged me n consoled me like when i was a young gal. Telling me jokes n pat my head. They r such a dear to me. Even closer den blood brothers.

I'll kp tt in mind. Search for my own happiness. For not everything might turn out u wan to be. Learn to let go is as good as giving a chance to make urself happy. I guess i will...
ESTHER was here at 11/04/2007 11:38:00 PM