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Saturday, July 9, 201111:48 AM

As time passes, I really am not look forward to my trip. If I may say so, I am not really the socialise type. I would rather sit at a corner to either, read, write or draw something. As much as I tried to find reasons to avoid going, MJ knows best and he kept persuading me its a good experience and I may learn something out of it. he always know the right things to say to me in making me do these things. or maybe I'm just soft hearted. 


this week isn't a bad week, I have alternate off day on each working day. I spend all my off days at home aside from sneaking out at night to meet 'you' for the pasta 'you' cooked for me. 


I wish for more off days pleaseeeee~~~~~