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Friday, August 24, 2007





you can see that he's seriously mad at me.

last christmas


last christmas after dinner.



happy anniversary abang!



things are getting tougher, when we both feel hopeless and lost. when there's no one to guide us, we depend on each other. i admit that i've been a difficult girl who always cause you many headaches. sometimes you keep quiet, sometimes you yell at me. oei ehllo! ur still as fierce as when i first know you la ok. old habit die hard. i can understand. you are changing, and i can see.


take 2 steps back to view a fuller picture. i've learn much from you. thanks abang!


we on our 11th! ok abang, i have to confess. i miss mr cutie tonnes. i miss mr black too. but you told me that i should learn how to let go. im trying ok. forgetting a THING is hard. haha! we and our stupid imaginary world. ppl must be thingin that we are MAD.
when 11 + 1 = 1 . hehe

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