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(Sunday, January 18, 2009-)
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I'm not sure if i'm sick. I don't feel sick. I feel perfectly fine. But there's alot of phlegm in my throat. So much so i can feel the itch. But i have no sore throat, I have no cough. What's wrong?
I just returned from an early reunion dinner. My dad's jackpot friend booked 2 tables at the coffee shop. The whole family was invited. And some others [jackpot friends] too. For some reason, we seperated ourselves. The jackpotters, mainly all men and only one woman, sat on one table. The mothers and children sat ORDERLY on the other. My god, it was horribly awkward. So awkward that we can tell each of us are feeling awkward. It's very obvious. For instant, once we sat down and settled, we, the children, have nothing to do. The next moment, we're all making full use of our phones to keep ourselves occupied. Oh, they are all around my age. +/- 3 years. I bet they're begging their own friends to keep them company, virtually. Cause that was what i did. Thankfully, my buddy knows how to keep me company. I just wish she'd change her sms tone to something louder and longer.
My mother has been making me do spring cleaning recently. The dust and dirt flew all around. Didn't know my room contained to much dust. My mother said if i can keep my room tidy and clean for a month, she'd consider letting me adopt a cat. She made my day. I hope she meant what she said.
Footsteps; FreeDom was here...
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