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Thursday, April 03, 2008 9:40 AM


I found my hope, he's in the clouds..

sometimes i dun know if people read what they write. "trust" and "not believing" just dun go in the same sentence. i have never lied but i admit i have not told the whole truth. there are somethings that i wont show to anyone. ok maybe my VP and best buddy know and i am thankful for the support they give me through all this. lets just say its a "family problem". it isn't easy to take and its hard to keep standing up after being pushed down but i am still standing and i am still working. i wanted to wait till everything was settled before i told anyone, like how i handled it the last time but it seems that we were just not strong enough. i am just so tired but with a new angel looking down on me, i press on. the pain and suffering i saw everyday has somehow been lifted. i am better now..

i just finish the ideas for VP's speech last night. finished "you are here" also. there is no one for me right now so the books have lost their X factor. right now i am reading them just for the storyline, they dun make me think anymore. i have to look on the bright side. at least by this sunday my second biggest heartache will be settle and a part of me will be at peace.

May thy father's hand be shielding.
Amen


hold me now at 9:40 AM
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