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a new start

It is save to say we have come to terms with our differences. June of 2008 was such a rough month. Felt like it was the month of determination. Either we part ways or get back together and make this marriage work. I'm glad we got back together. It's also strange how everything works out. Makes me wonder if life is pre-determined?
Our first child, a baby girl, will be born in April of this year.

Currently listening to Little Things by Danny Elfman and Mercy by Duffy.

Often I wonder if I've chosen the right path. My heart tells me something is out of place yet I remain where I am. Am I afraid to move on by myself? How I yearn to be by myself but have a companion waiting for me. Why am I this way? Why do I want two things and can't even make one last long enough?

Can't wait until my birthday. Wait a minute. Are you telling me I'm getting older? No o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o!!!

I'm going to be twenty two years old starting June 22. Eh, it will be my golden b-day!

sunny day, sick in the hospital

I spent last night and pretty much today at the hospital with Drong. His colonoscopy was this morning. The procedure went well and I was surprised how quickly it ended. We can't leave yet, maybe departure might be tomorrow afternoon. Drong still has pain in his lower abdomen but his fever is under control. I'm glad there is no more throwing up. An episode of bad throw ups happened on Wednesday night . . . I really thought he was dying. Looks like he will recover. Until next time Xanga!

bad month or what?

It's not a good month for me and some of the people I know. This past Saturday a Strident driver backed up a rental car and hit my vehicle (which was parked in the employee parking lot). It's damaged . . . f*ck! Drong is in the hospital since last night. He has high fever, abdominal pain, and bloody stools. He's not getting well any time soon. A friend of mine got into a car accident on I-494 this past Tuesday. I pray for good luck in the days and weeks to come. Enough with this bad stuff already.

I'm so tired. Gonna shower and head back to the hospital. Drong's Econ exam is due tonight (thank God it is multiple choices). Later everyone. Thanks for reading me out I feel much better now.

Memories (3)

Came across my teenage years journal over at Mom's house. Many lonely hours captured in that small framed journal. All memories of him was lost, now found again. I had forgotten how much I adored and loved him. Forgot his name until now--James K. Vang. I wonder where he is and what he is up to today
- Posted 2/7/2007 2:07 PM
- by spguy06
Strolled on the beach. Played in the water. The water was cold during that time of the year, late summer. Grabbed BK to eat on the hills of your childhood town. We ran in circles, countless time passed. You wrote my name on the sand beach. That was too long, many months ago.
- Posted 1/8/2007 4:56 PM
- by spguy06
Ate Dim Sum with the one I adored in Chinatown. Pigeons flew in a flock when we approached them. We strolled barefoot at the banks of the Lakewood bay. Licked ice cream at the Pike Market. Purchased post card in a 19th century bookstore. Youth at its peak. I was too young to realize how important th
- Posted 1/4/2007 3:10 PM
- by spguy06

Paj

You know, I can't swim. Can't even float. I enjoy playing in water, shallow water. Lake Superior is pretty deep for such a petite person like me. I should do something about this. Learn how to swim. Well, you get my point.
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Pa

I like living. I have been acutely miserable, wildly angered, despairingly racked with sorrow, but through it all I am certain that I just want to be alive. I have found my peace here, now, in this place. At peace with myself. --Pa
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