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Friday, November 7, 2008

My door bell rang.
we were thinking who could it be.


Peeped into the hole.
Found two lil girls standing outside.

realised after awhile that its my cell member and her sister!
she handed me a letter.
a letter of prayer for my most feared paper tommorrow.

Sometimes as cell leaders you get so tired by giving giving.
giving all that you learnt and experience.

but its times like that you feel everything is worth it.
No, not that i am expecting anything in the first place :)

Thank you very much jolie.
You don't know how that action of yours motivated me to work even harder.
To give my all for my last paper.
I love you :)
Dear father.
thanks for all the lil blessings and encouragement to spur me on my last lap.
I really dont derserve all these.
But yet you give so willingly.
Thank you is such a understatement.
But what i am feeling inside, i know you can feel it too
I love you :)

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