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Thursday, July 06, 2006

mom told me a story just now. wanna hear? don't care. want to or not i am going to post it. haha. true story wan you know... hee.

there was this girl. her mom died when she was around 9 years old. her father raised her up single handedly. when she was at an age where she could understand, her father told her how to choose the right husband. he told her to choose a guy whom hasnt kissed before, who will save his first kiss on the day of marriage. that will be the way God will show her the right guy. the girl thought it will be very difficult, as she is in the US. where is she going to find a guy like that?

then one day, she met this guy. they liked each other and he asked her father if they can go out together. the father said yes as he liked that guy and trusted him. after a while, they wanted to get engaged. the guy asked her father for his permission. her father asked him, how do you know this is the right girl for you? the guy answered, because when i was younger, i made this commitment to God that the girl i marry would be the girl whose first kiss will be on the day of marriage.

eeee... so nice. am such a typical girl. and i only thought this kind of thing happens in story books. phft... emo la d story. i shall wait.

6.7.06

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