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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
thnks fr th mmrs.

how do we know that we are the same person we were yesterday or one year ago? well, in order for us to know that, we first have to remember. and remembering is crucial for something called memory.

memories. we always look back on our memories. thinking how things were perfect then. wondering what went wrong. reminiscing those fun and joyous moments and dwelling on those "matters-of-the-heart". all these things form our life story. happy or sad, it makes us who we are today and allow us to be sure that we were the same person, a day ago, a month ago or even years ago. we might change. become more vicious, more compassionate or even more religious. our views and outlook of life might change. but whatever it is, no matter how we change, we still perceive ourselves to have the same identity since the day we entered this world.

we might lose pieces of our memories. we might even remember them wrongly for our brain just cannot handle all the small little details that happen in our lives. but we know for sure that what we remember is what that is or was most important to us. for if it doesn't hurt or make an impact, we simply forget it.

okay. i think i am getting a bit lost in my own words. but what i really want to say is that i'm thankful for my memories, for it is what i'm made up of.

sarah. | 10:04 PM

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