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Monday, August 2, 201011:13 AM




hey.

many apologies on my disappearance. my life is a bit hectic for the past few weeks. one may think that some take advantage of one's kindness, truthfully looks can be deceiving. yes. one needs someone to help out. so try to pretend to understand.

so, what ya think of my new blogskin? i know it has been ages since i last change it. i am not sure why i was in the mood to change it. maybe it has come the time of the month.

i was in the office reading some emails and the calender sitting right beside the desktop caught my eye, with my big handwritting. it was written wati's birthday in big in the box provided. i stare at it for a moment and thought of doing something special for her.

and the next thing i knew, me and van went jp to buy a cake and text everyone that i planned for a surprise birthday party for her and text wati, we'll be having a store meeting. halfway, azzie met us at burger king where we had our tea break while deciding on what cake to buy for her. bought the cake, birthday card and balloon and went straight to store. on our way there, she text me, telling me that me she couldn't make it and it almost gave me a heart-attack and thought of excuse to make her come ( i wouldn't want to keep the cake til end of the week, would i?) and surprisingly, it work. we arrange the tables and chairs and papers to make it seems real that we are having store meeting. she came, talk about the promotion we'll be having the following month while van and syaz excuse themselves to the toilet. the next minute, the lights were off and we started singing her birthday song.