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Thursday, March 10, 20112:48 AM

i know i am suppose to take time off to upload the photos i took to you guys. my apologies if i am taking too long. but i promise you, it'll be worth your wait.

having to spend 3 full days with van, no words can ever describe how i feel. thanks to azri and van for teaching me how to ice skate. thanks for holding my hand for the entire 2 hours just so i won't fall and break my bones (look on the bright side, i'm a fast leaner. don't cha think?) oh! thanks azri for accompanied me to the car park. i owe you big time. i shall miss you buying me food without asking me what i wanna eat. i shall miss the days when you annoyed me with your silly jokes, your ballet dancing and the day i spend valentines day with you and izhar. i enjoyed every single minute with you guys. what will i do without you guys. what shall we do next month? hiking perhaps?

i now know what it felt like, sending friends home. i am not complaining. i kinda enjoyed it.

having to wake up early on your off day just to open up the store wasn't the ideal off day anyone would want especially when you work late the previous night. oh well. it can't be helped. so gonna ask mj to treat me ice cream for helping him out.

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