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kidnapmyheart
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email: msr1985@hotmail.com
eggcrack: 26 oct 1985
occupation: uni student[trying to appreciate engineering]
hobby: mediocre muay thai fighter
i m awesome, better den u:] so get lost if u dun lyk me!
single, coz i dun need a girl to live x.x

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Saturday, October 3, 20095:16 AM
Been thinking about this for awhile. haven been a gd son or a brother. In fact i think im the worst son and brother in this world. But as i grow older, i realise that i love my family more, althought i nvr treat them well. I means seriously i can get into a quarrel with my mother and some time i scold vulgarity. That is y i say im the worst son there is. But its been a while since i quarrel wf my mother and also my sister. Infact the number of time i quarrel with them reduce alot. Maybe bcos i treasure them more now than before. And im actually feel quite fortunate to be able to chat wf my mom every single day. And it feels awkward if i don do it for a day. And i do remember the sacrifices they made. I did talk to one of my friend abt this...Abt her being overseas studying and she is thinking abt extending her trip. And i ask her do u miss ur mom...obviously she say yes. and i continue don u sometime pity ur mom. wf both ur sister being overseas for a long time and she will be alone at home. We should think of their feelings also. We chatted awhile on this and the funny thing is. after a few while, she stop my conversation so that she can call her mum, and she say i made her miss her mom. Funny. We should cherish the moment we have with them as much as possible. I do and im trying to change for the better. I read this somewhere "....her womb is a house that you had lived in… and that her breast is a bowl that you drank from....". From the moment they are conceive till now, they made a lot of sacrifices, they worry for their children and they will always nurse us and be beside us whenever we are sick and most of the time be a pillar of support for us. We are brought up because of them. Basicly they serve us so that we can have a good life. This is call a maternal instinct better known as a mothers love. I end off with a phrase from my religion "Heaven is under the feet of mothers".
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