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nights alone
Friday, July 17, 20093:15 PM

Spending many nights alone wasn't what I had in mind and at some point of time I was in a depression mode but I manage to pull it off. Yeah!
Many thanks to my dearest Syawai.
'I didn't tell you this because you were already busy with work and telling you about it, I know you would sacifrise your good night of sleep just to accompany me the nights off. But just by hearing your voice or receive a simple text message from you, is more than enough to accompany me through the night (though deep down I wish you could be beside me when I fall asleep). I'm still as psyched as I first received your text message.'
'You always amases me on the places you bring me. I just wish one day, we are able to spend the whole day together just like we used to.'

Anyways.
Met up with Sugaryfah and Dee. Went to watch Harry Potter and Dinner with them. Went off to HV to fetch Lulu from work, hang out and went back where I meet my dearest Syawai.

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