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.Friday, March 17, 2006 ; 7:14 AM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

Mommy, see they are changing our home again. Mommy, is it true that life was simpler when I was still a baby? I want to grow up fast. To become a strong atheletes who will win all the championship ever hold and at the same time excel in my artistic expressions are my ultimate goal. But mommy, which one should I go for first?This is not fair. Why am I not allowed to decide for myself. Why is the staff always bossing me around. Mommy, somehow, I have unpleasant feeling towards these new people. They don't understand our home. Do they understand you mommy?Please ask them to leave.







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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