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Wednesday, May 13, 200912:19 AM


*Chatting on line with my lovely girlfriend, Nurul & Yus Mcclumsy while updating blog*

Had a really late night but lucky me, I woke up early and reached work extremely early. I'm such a light sleeper that even when my sister move from the bed, I'll wake up.

I'm feeling Exhausted and Tired. Feeling my bones are going to break apart anytime soon. I'm waiting for my next pay day. So.So broke now.

Nurul wasn't feeling well and text her to check up on her whether she is feeling better. Met her at Wheelock as she told me, she needs some fresh air. Due to me finishing work late, we didn't get to spend as much time as I want to. But I enjoy every minture of it love.

As girls, we love to bitch, gossip, laugh our ass off like we're the only one there. So, that was basically what we did. Its just soo weird for us to be sitting at Mac's eating fries with pepper, mayonaise and chilli when we would normaly eat at LJS. As you may mentioned in your blog. IT IS SOO NOT US.

Thanks for the poem baby. It's soo sweet of you. I'm touch *hugs*
Though I may be much older than you, you've been looking after me and not the other way around. You never fail to be there for me no matter where you are and I thank you for that. I know I can always count on you when something is bothering me.
At last you updated your blog. You have no idea. I have been reading your blog over and over again waiting for some miracle to happen that one day you will update it :X
I hope you're feeling better. It is such a shame that we are unable to meet later. Oh well. I shall have to sleep my ass off. I Miss you love


XOXO