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.Wednesday, June 21, 2006 ; 2:42 AM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

England vs Sweden match is starting soon. I have high expectation for this game i.e exciting non stop goal scoring and lots of controversial antics. Well, at the same time I'm also prepared to feel disappointed. It's Eriksson.

I'm thinking too much. Again. I must learn not to make space for redundant stuff in my brain. Damn it!!! To be honest, it's not the person. It's the feeling he gave me. I first got a whiff of it from someone else. Warm, gentle, sense of security and comforting, those are the feeling he gave me. But, he is no longer here. And here is another person giving me the same feeling. Whatever lar. It's impossible. No one can replace him.

The match is on!! WOhhOoOOooOoOOOoOO.............

p.s. I miss u wherever you are.







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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