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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:pamela07.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>of life</title><link rel="self" href="http://pamela07.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://pamela07.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T21:12:35+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:pamela07.blog.co.uk,2007-05-14:/2007/05/14/life_or_something_like_that~2266713/</id><title>life or something like that</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://pamela07.blog.co.uk/2007/05/14/life_or_something_like_that~2266713/"/><author><name>pamela07</name></author><published>2007-05-14T11:09:02+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:09:02+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;there i am on my way to mending broken bridges that i have no idea who destroyed them. what am i talking about ?? my life, the culture and society i was born into, thats what. over the weekend i had to go and visit my partenal grandpa who i had not seen in quite while a matter of years.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;my parents divorced when i was small and we rarely saw my dad (sound familiar) so i have never been close to that side of my family. my dad is dead now&lt;br&gt;
and according to my culture i have to mend bridges with them so that misfortunes don't befall me. i am not superstious but sometimes i wonder. somewhere its written the sins of the father ..... i have to make right what my parents did wrong otherwise i suffer the consequences. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;is this fair???&lt;/p&gt;
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