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Saturday, June 14, 2008

17 Macflurry. My record. Today. Cool.

I have just finish reading a book call ' The five people u meet in heaven'. My feeling were, whether what really will happen to me in heavens. Will i be even able to go to the Lord. Where will i be? What will i see? How will i feel? Thats was the start. But at the end, the book does not give me an answer, but something that motivates me. To go on with life helping other people. For i rather save then be saved. Will i be able to do so?



I miss India. It wasnt normal. That feeling was really strong. I really want it back. I went out. I totally feel left out. I dun get whats going on back here. People changes. So do I. I want to change. For the better i hope. I juz realize that i only can eat ice-cream now. I cant eat as much as before. Time really flies? I miss it. For do anyone remember Mubarak? He was here. But am gone. Tmr, anyone frm 6hon can try to meet me. At Kallang. Abt 1.30 call me. Thanks. See you guys again soon.



GBY. I realized that heroes are not people who have the power. But it is the people who have the power to control. Over greed and selfishness. Can I be a HERO?

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