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12/05/2005: "When we can't see the future, we look to the past. It's not always better."Current Sounds: Clicking, footsteps, typing..
Japanese Oral Presentation Script Replies: 3 comments On Tuesday, December 6th, Joe said:
On Wednesday, December 7th, Joe said: It was great talking with you again, but I feel so sad. You are depressed a bit..I sense that..nothing to look forward to even though your blessed 20th birthday is near. No prospects for a joyful summer and too much school work. How I wish I could help you dear sson of my heart. I would send you to Japan if I could. I really would. Non Carborundum Illegitimi...do not let the bastards grind you down. That was a plaque on my father's desk at work. He was a senior vice president of a bank.. On Thursday, December 8th, Kat said: Jason...i'm in a similar place...i'm soo sorry. Can i do anything to help? i will perhaps call you this weekend? Your voice always brings me this peaceful feeling...is very nice...but like you i'm withdrawing a lot so i shouldn't make promises. i care bout you tons and you're far from worthless. You bring so much to my world. Thank you dear Jason. |
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