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Wednesday, March 18, 20091:31 AM




Task! Task!
I'm tired and I'm working in less than 4 hours time and I'm still awake.
Wide awake.
I'm just too excited to sleep I guess. (don't ask)
I think I need to start eating sleeping pill.

I used to envy my friends who has excitement in their life.
Like partying around (I don't club though, it is just an example), going holidays etc etc
I can be a very boring person sometimes
Since all I like to do is to sit down at esplanade and talk.
(Don't you think so Ifah? Zie?)
But someone open up to me.
This particular someone who just loves the beach.
And this particular someone made me realise without telling me that it depends on each individual on how excitement they define.
I enjoy just by sitting around, talking with you.
(Call me boring. I don't care.)
And with no doubt if this particular someone were to read this,
this particular someone will as usual will ask me who I meant.
(Everytime I try to take a stand at allI see your face again and I fallI in the middle of the night there's the scent of a rose. The smell of your perfume)

*big wide smile*

Having lunch at ABC market with Nurul♥ right after work later.
Sooo...... going to have my usual Chicken Rice.

ABC market. It really brings a lot of memory.
I miss the short period of time working with Nazz.
Having our chicken rice 5 times a week, 20 times a month.
Hahaa..! I know! Tell me about it. I can be crazy sometimes.
(Nazz. Let's meet right after we get out GST money. I miss you)

XOXO