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Marina
19 Sept 1987
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Sunday, February 11, 2007

bf: Ina can u come out for a while?
me: huh? out where? for what?
bf: out of the house, just for a short while.
me: huh? now?? ok!

and so i get out and saw him standing right outside the gate, with his left hand behind him and smiling mentel-ly. he and his surprises, for no rhyme and reason he bought me a flower.


a lily this time round.



n so it adds on to my growing collection.

he just know how to make my day. =)


i just dont understand why people dont want to understand or worst still, pretend not to understand.