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Y .Monday, May 15, 2006.

Mummy called to sae.. My grandma(paternal) was jus admitted to the hospital again. I'm getting more and more worried. tmr.. i need to go and report at the warrant enforcement unit. and. i need to go and visit my grandma. With all the work shift i commited on weekends. i realli scare i cannot cope. haish. Doc saes.. there's nth they can do now. no med. nothing. it's all on herself. the gd ting is that.. doc saes.. she got strong will to live. hmmm. i want to go there. but.. haish.. how how how. i dun want to hv regrets tt.. she goes b4 i can see her for the last time.

Worried.



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