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Tuesday, 27 January 2009 12:23 am

And i'm proud to say,
i survived a year without snowbell. (:
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hellohello.
so today marks the day, snowbell should be celebrating his 8th birthday.
also the 1st year that i survived without him.
i swear, it wasnt easy. try living a year without your mum. 
see how that feels. 
yeah well, last year wasnt the best year i had. there were so many things
that was going on. some good and some bad. and i'm glad i managed to 
pull through. thanks, to those who have been by my side when the incident happened.
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i remember clearly, at this point of time last year, i was crying my lungs out,
cause i've lost a best friend. one that's so hard to get. yet so easy to lose.
that night that i lost him, i didnt even get to sleep cause i kept crying, and crying.
woke up, my eyes were swollen, and i was like a zombie. i didnt really eat that day
and almost every single thing that i thought of, reminds me of him. i didnt want to
do anything that day,no tuiotion, no nothing. but my mum told me, if i went for tuition,
i could probably improve and eventually be a step closer to helping all the other animals in 
the future. and so i did.
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i couldnt really focus during tuition, and everytime i calculated smth, i'd feel like crying, 
time passed, and tuition was over, my dad occasionally asked if i was okay. i did say i was,
but inside, i was like titanic sinking in the ocean. met farah the next day, and told her,
and i guess i was cheered up alongside with all the condolences texts. (:
and eventually, minutes become hours and hours become days and days become a year.
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i still tear, at the thought of him. but knowing that i survived a year without him,
made me feel stronger. i may not need him as much now, but i'm really thankful that he was 
the one who cheered me up when i was at my saddest.
and i really want to let him know that i really really love him.
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xoxo
Shabrina


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