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Sunday, August 14, 2011
Pak pak, this post is dedicated to you.
Just wanna say thank you for being there and standing up for me when i was young. Always protecting korkor, me and bryan when we're being scolded. Always buying our favourite food and bringing us around the shophouses at telok blangah. my favourite sesame street train, korkor's teenage mutant ninja turtle toy set, my colouring book, bryan's toy cars, new pencil case, new water colour set, new pencils and pen... everything. thank you for showering us with love. thank you for being the greatest pakpak anyone can ask for.
I know you are still watching over us. Please pakpak, please continue to watch over goddad and godma. Please ensure their speedy recovery and please let them be healthy, safe and sound. Pakpak, thank you for everything.
Journey through this phase of my life @ |{12:17 PM|
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