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DARLIN-GS

Dan
Dennis
Donovan
Ms Justine
Serene
Sharon
Simone

LONG GONE


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Sunday, September 4, 2011

the first week that i didn't see him.
after hari raya, till now, its already the 9th day since i last saw him.
i am missing him like mad.
papers for the first week. studied hard. but worried for supps.
sighs.
had a stay-home weekend to give myself the long deserved break i should have..


this beautiful shirt, is ben's birthday present. he chose himself th.
hoping to surprise him but i doubt we would be able to do so.
went to get it on friday before meeting. walked from 313 to ion, then finally decided on this shirt.
though throughout i was quite quiet.
its affecting me i guess.
went over to simone's house for dinner. the mom cooked curry fish head for dinner.


delicious right.

simone got antiques collection uh.
this nail polish we bought it in Japan, like say 3 years ago and she still keeping it.
mad.

the nail polish is spoilt. yucks.


she is madly disgusting.
hahaha.


i am missing you everyday. everyday gets more longer to pass.. cos i got a load of stuffs to tell you
had this feeling when i was out with a group of people. i don't know why.
i never even had a conversation with one of them.
and i don't why and what happened.
sighs.


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