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Monday, August 11, 2008
its hurtful when you lost your loved ones you can't turn back time 'cos what's gone is already gone

I miss my grandmother :(:( the one makes delicious fishball noodles, the one that brightens my day whenever i'm feeling down.
I miss her food, i miss her smile, i miss her voice, i miss her kindness, i miss her care, but mostly, i miss her wholeheartedly.
Although she died two years ago, the memories I had with her would never be erased from my mind.
The year which she bought me crackers, the smile that's always seen on her face cheers me up. I love her so much, I can't stop thinking about her. I suffered in pain at home, but seeing those instant messages from my friends brings me up too, but my happiness from them is never going to be the same as my grandma's. I love it when she hugs, she kisses my cheek, i love it when she says it's just a mistake, i love it whenever she says "stay with me".
I loved her smell, i loved her movements, i love everything about her. She's nice and friendly..
Even my cries won't bring her back to reality. But deep down, she's always beside me.
My grandmother,
She gives me fishballs for free, the taste was nothing compared to my loneliness at home during these years. I love her so much...but now she's gone. She's gone for good.. She's gone.....forever.