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Saturday, May 9, 200910:10 AM


Due to me feeling bored this early, I shall blog again.


Firstly I would like to thank my dear Nazz for coming to the coffee presentation the other day. I know it may have bored you since you are no coffee drinker but I hope you like the door gifts. But look on the bright side, you get to meet me.
I know I am not able to meet you as often as I want to and to be able to be there for you in a time where you need a friend the most, but do remember that I treasure our friendship. I know. I'm such a shitty friend.

Spending time with you yesterday was just great. What more can I ask except we forget to camwhore. Thanks for accompany me to cut my hair. I just loveeee your eyelash extensions and your PINK crystals. Now I'm jealous. I love you darlingg.

After three days of enjoyment, now is back to reality. . . . .

At some point of time, I thought I know what I want but I'm starting to feel confuse. But I shall just laid back and enjoy my every little bit of life. It doesn't matter as whatever I do................

Whatever I did in the past, lets not bring it forward as it is just memories where you can only look and think back about it. Move on as I have. No point fighting as I am too tired to do any of it. I'm just am. I have walked a thousand miles away from the lane and you should too. Trust me, being alone with your thoughts is what is best. Do know that I'll never turn around and go back. If I do, it makes me regret what I did. Even if I have, I'm staying strong. No matter how lonely you feel, you're not alone. I feel you. You have no idea what it is like, being left alone in the dark. That is the reason why my lappy has always been my company throughout the whole entire night. It is my non-living best friend. My only best friend.

Trust me. Being single is not a bad thing.


XOXO