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Wednesday, February 03, 2010'♥


I need a good hug, seriously. A lot of things happened actually and I am just not ready to put it inside here. I am not feeling well since Sunday and I don't know what is the cause of it. The situation gets worst and it matters so much to me that I can cry for no reasons despite the places where I am at. It is haunting me down, because I have never suffer such things before. I think I am going to bear with it for another a week or so and probably go for a medical check up once I am done with all my UTs. And if I go now, and if I get a bad news from the doctor, I am sure not to study and cry forever. Please, I need a hug. It's like as though I am doing this alone. I never share so much to my mother because I am afraid that she might jump to conclusion and believe in her own theory. I'm going to do this alone, with my own two feet.


Baby Liza, I hope to see you during the weekends again. Then, we can start our usual gossips, laughter and dirty secrets together. I hope things are doing good on your side, and remember;I am always a call away okay, you are never forgotten, even for a second. I never want to call you now because I don't wana bug you so much about it, and when you are prepared to tell me, I am always here to listen okay. ((:


We met yesterday! And went to JB, to get his engine oil changed. And then, we go back to Singapore and sister came down for a stick or two. We talked about the most random things and had our ass laughing out loud in the middle of the night. Yesterday, I say two petrol cars touring around the estate. My sister told me there were two bangladesh having a tiff with two china men. Police were haunting them down. So being the nicest human, the three of us, shared what we knew best to our knowledge.

I love this picture, because I find this sweet. I may be rude, I may be ego, I may be stubborn, I may be an arsehole and I may not tell the whole world that I love you - no one knows what is deep inside my heart. Well, in the first place, there is no need for me to tell the whole world how proud I am to have you, so long as you know it yourself - that I love you, I miss you when you are not around me and I need you in my life. Because I appreciate everything that you have done for me, I aprreciate when you are there listening to me. I appreciate and am touched enough even when you did the smallest thing to me - send me morning messages out of random, texting random message telling me that you love me. I cried, because I am touched enough and I am being loved by someone and that is you. I don't need money to make my world go round - I just need you.

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