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Marina
19 Sept 1987
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Monday, February 26, 2007

we quarrelled.

over the word

insya'allah n promise.

pathetic kan.

frm late night all the way til d early morning.

we were still on it.

stupid kan.

but of course we made up.

and and..

he's just so super duper extremely sweet lar. u can puke for all i care. haha. but seriously lar, we were supposed to meet at bb but the moment he heard my sengau voice, and tt i sneeze more than i talked, he came down all the way to cck to pick me up frm mama house. even after a tiring day at camp, just to send me home, when my house is just a few bus stops away frm mama house. touching kan! hehe. i will never ever EVER trade him for anything else in this world. =)

but then kan, even after all tt im still down with FLU. haiz