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August | 2009 | Cain
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Archive for August, 2009. Life is hard, work soft. August 29, 2009 at 10:58 pm. Feels good to be back again. This place holds a lot of memories, of belonging, of friendship and of love. It bridged me to a new whole world of a new found friendship. I will be celebrating my own independent day tomorrow, 27 Aug. It is a date of remembrance, the day I walked out from hospital, the prison of hospitality. August 26, 2009 at 11:04 pm. Arlene on Prayer to St. Lucy, Patron Saint of Eyesight. Starting my day RIGHT.
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April | 2009 | Cain
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Archive for April, 2009. April 10, 2009 at 4:41 pm. The World Left Behind and The New World. The mass brought me nearer to the reality- that those whom I love are going to leave me one day later, and myself, too, is going to leave someone whom I love behind. Then the message is clear- love them while I still can, before they turn into dust, and to pray for them, and myself too, before it’s too late. Unfortunately, almost real. April 4, 2009 at 10:46 pm. April 2, 2009 at 10:21 pm. Starting my day RIGHT.
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Love and Hate | Cain
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December 12, 2009 at 6:50 am. 8220;I might ended up hating you”, she said. 8220;Isn’t that good? If you’re going to hate me, it will happen sooner or later. The trip will help you to know me faster”, I replied. 8220;I read that couples always ended up quarreling and broke up after return from an oversea holiday trip”. 8220;Are you sure? What kind of love is that if it is really that fragile? Darling, are you frightened? Entry filed under: Thoughts. The Journey Back To The East. White Tiger Roars in 2010.
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♥ ..Catherine Faith Tan...♥: March 2013
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9829; .Catherine Faith Tan.♥. In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love. Sunday, March 31, 2013. The amount of BOOKS that we bought from BBW in Times Square last night AHAHAHA! P I think I went totally nuts in there. Pronto.=D. Came back just in time for Holy Thursday! We attended night mass in CHS for the Washing of The Apostle's Feet. DDD Basically it was that. And I had to work from 8-2 pm today. Like da heck right? For as by a ma...
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♥ ..Catherine Faith Tan...♥: May 2014
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9829; .Catherine Faith Tan.♥. In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love. Thursday, May 29, 2014. Career and Life Goals of A Fresh Graduate. I've not been updating on my life ever since graduating so here's a short post on what's been happening lately heh. :). P Hopefully I do not apply that same thing for all the guys in future LOL.*touch wood* So Thomson Reuters it is! Here's a brief summary I got from Wikipedia. P) LOL. But on ...
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♥ ..Catherine Faith Tan...♥: An Open Letter To My Ex: How A Best Friend Becomes A Stranger
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9829; .Catherine Faith Tan.♥. In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love. Tuesday, March 4, 2014. An Open Letter To My Ex: How A Best Friend Becomes A Stranger. Adapted from Elite Daily]. Hey there, stranger. Or if we gave each other a ring to see how the other was doing? Using the phone to make calls has become archaic, but surely we could send a text to wish each other a happy birthday? Or a happy New Year? Never again to be yours,.
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December | 2009 | Cain
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Archive for December, 2009. 8220;I might ended up hating you”, she said. 8220;Isn’t that good? If you’re going to hate me, it will happen sooner or later. The trip will help you to know me faster”, I replied. 8220;I read that couples always ended up quarreling and broke up after return from an oversea holiday trip”. 8220;Are you sure? What kind of love is that if it is really that fragile? Darling, are you frightened? December 12, 2009 at 6:50 am. The Journey Back To The East. The morning was cold. Sitti...
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March | 2010 | Cain
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Archive for March, 2010. Gardening is a passion which I grew up with. My garden is just like my little paradise. It have an invisible barrier which separates it from this world. Whenever I enter this humble paradise of mine, all worries will be left outside the barrier. The only bad thing is whenever I walked out of it, the worries will stick back to me again. Oh, now I recalled that someone has make a booking to roll on my carpet grass. To all enthusiast gardeners out there, wish you happy gardening!
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I Love Gardening | Cain
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March 5, 2010 at 10:19 am. Gardening is a passion which I grew up with. My garden is just like my little paradise. It have an invisible barrier which separates it from this world. Whenever I enter this humble paradise of mine, all worries will be left outside the barrier. The only bad thing is whenever I walked out of it, the worries will stick back to me again. Oh, now I recalled that someone has make a booking to roll on my carpet grass. To all enthusiast gardeners out there, wish you happy gardening!
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October | 2009 | Cain
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Archive for October, 2009. It is all quiet. The voices in my head is silent again. I believe they must had went to rest early tonight. It is a very tiring day indeed. Tired from trying not to fall asleep while feeling sleepy in the office in the afternoon. Without the voice inside my head, I can hear very clearly the noises round me. Dogs are barking. One car is reversing. My neighbour is watching tv. More dogs barking. Eyes opened, one eye. Another is still closed. Clayderman, where’s he? And where I am?