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Monday, November 19, 2007

Today, we bid our last farewell to Monica, it wasn’t easy for her friends and family to accept the blow of her sudden left. It wasn’t easy for me either when I know that is going to be the last time I can ever see her again. The sorrows just filled me up upon seeing the last look on her pretty face and the mourning from the loved ones, my tears falls repeatedly even though we aren’t close. I tried to control my tears but I can’t, this is what we called feelings.

Dear Monica, i'll always remember your beautiful smile. Rest in peace.

i danced @ 10:10 PM