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Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Letter number thirty-three

Went to the library with my dad and sister. My dad doesnt read books but today he was willing to tag along with us.
I couldnt find any Nicholas Sparks book at Sembawang library.
So, it was boring.

Went to popular to check whether 'Dear John' is sold there. and it was.
Felt like crying (wtf?) then since i have been searching for the book since like weeks ago and finally.
Luckilly my dad bought me the book. I dreamt of getting the book last night with someone and i was digging and digging for the book and when i wanted to pay for it, the title read 'Dear God', its a sing btw. THEN, I WOKE UP.
So somehow, i knew i needed to get the book.
and finally.

I've read, message in the bottle and i cried.
The notebook, i cried.
Watched and read 'A walk to remember' and i didnt cry.