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Sat, Jun 14, 2003 - 7:49 p.m. I've got to either revamp my diary (and get into the habit of writing once again) or give it up. Leaving an empty diary is just about the saddest thing imaginable if you ask me. Today was spent wearing a white and blue sundress at my Grandma Hazel's memorial in Hamilton. She died of cancer last week. I visited her in the hospital the day before she died (not that she was aware of my presence or anything) and it was the most heartbreaking experience of my life. The cancer was so badly spread she didn't know what the hell was going on. She was barely recognizable; and she sure as hell didn't recognize me. It was really sad. It was my dad's mom who died; and his family who I saw today. We haven't talked or seen each other in years and it was weird. His side of the family is so fucked up...that must be where I get it from. I puked twice today, and now I'm soo thirsty. Write back soon, LoveGrace
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