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Sunday, December 20, 200912:14 PM



thanks lulubaby for calling me and cheering me up last night. (psstt... yus.. takmo jealous eh?) god! i cant believe how much i miss you. miss working with you, miss all the silly things we do at work. though i know you are always busy working, and you do at times forget to call me back, i know you would still be there for me.

wati. with you on shift, i know there would be lots of gossips. you may be smaller than me yet you are everywhere. you can never stay planted at one place. stay planted and grow k at R1. nanti abang azzie kite marah. though we are the same age, i do look up at you. you dont seems to whine when you hate R1 and you never seems to complain on how tired you are. oh! i hope the good-looking malay guy with the nice body come again, so we can go menggatal with him.

and of coz. dee and zie. i know ive just recently appear out of nowhere. i may not be there when you guys need someone to lean on and im sorry. im thankful for having true friends like you guys after all these years who would always be there for me no matter what.
zie! i hope you like your birthday cake. cute kan? god! your 22. so old..

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