[b]@Chariz/obsessed (Can I call you Chariz? Chariz is your name right?) = I'm flattered. I didn't know I was making someone happy. Thanks. P.S. High Five! [hr][hr][hr] Confessions of mine: Confession #41 I always lose count of my confessions. Whenever I confess I always look at my last post to know the next confession number. Confession #42 Whenever I see beans in my [i]halo-halo[/i] I throw it or spit it. Confession #43 I believe that beans are the main source of evilness in this world. Must destroy beans. Confession #44 The song "Wind Beneath My Wings" makes me cry. I find it funny, the act of crying because of a song but when I hear it I remember my Grandma. [i]R.I.P. Lola. [/i] I dunno whether I should or but I guess I'll just I just cried once. In our recollection. Unless you don't know, a recollection is kind of like a retreat wherein you connect to God and ask for forgiveness, say thank you etc. The effects are striking, you'll realize all the things you've done wrong and most of the time people cry in recollections. Lyrics of "Wind Beneath My Wings" so you'll know why I cry:[/b] [spoiler][b]It must have been cold there in my shadow, to never have sunlight on your face. You were content to let me shine, that's your way, you always walked a step behind. So I was the one with all the glory, while you were the one with all the strength. A beautiful face without a name -- for so long, a beautiful smile to hide the pain. Chorus Did you ever know that you're my hero, and ev'rything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings. It might have appeared to go unnoticed, but I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it, I would be nothing with out you. Chorus Did you ever know that you're my hero, and ev'rything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly away, you let me fly so high. Oh, fly, fly, so high against the sky, so high I almost touch the sky. Thank you, thank you, thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings. [/b][/spoiler] [b]But I don't cry about it anymore. Confession #45 Whenever I kill a mosquito I say bad words while hitting it. [hr][hr][hr] That's all for now. Ciao![/b]

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