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Can't smile without you.
29 September, 2009 9/29/2009 09:27:00 PM

Alright, so where was i? i practically revolved around baby all these while. what's more other than work and baby boy? weekends are well spent at home, feels like years ago since the both of us last left our footprints in town. oh, did i mentioned that he had his POP ( Passing out Parade ) on 090909? and we left for bintan right after that. i think... i shouldn't have bought the digi cam. cause baby is not one whom enjoys photography, i can't seem to snap pictures of us, and place we've been to. that explains the lack of update here. but come to think of it, he never fails to make me smile. take last week for example, we had a tiff. and he flashed
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** a picture of his first attempt in NS! to make me smile:D ( he's gonna kill me for this! )



and despite that his another half ...

often throws tantrum ( NO, i'm not the one! )



** he still insists to ride me out to buy beancurd at yishun and get the super
common donuts at no where but admiralty.

** he brings me to consult doctor and dissolves pills for me, cause i can't swallow 'em. & i told him.. other than my mommy, you're the first:)

** he buys me ice-cream after movies.



** he wrote his first letter to me...



** and and! he curls my hair for me. 4 months ago.. the two vainpots ( us ), brought the tongs and hair mousse from singapore to genting just to do our hair there. few months back, he dyed my hair for me and the week before he trimmed my hair. but i can't seem to find any pictures of those. anyw, ain't he sweet? but not very actually. the truth lies beneath. hahahhaah.

i'm ending this with my new friend, xiaobai:)



p.s: i needa catch some beauty sleep, i miss my friends.

you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
20 September, 2009 9/20/2009 08:25:00 PM


W's out and he dumped me at home. he doesn't feels what i feel:( i'm all alone now, not exactly.. Xiaobai's here but she's crying.
back to topic, i just can't find the right materials to fill this white space here. i'll probably blog bout the bintan trip with baby soon. apart from that, i can't really recall what's on since the last update here. updates are mundane and i'm losing all my readers. hmmm. perhaps it's time to brainstorm and do a spicy post soon. ciao.


p.s: please help to click on the ads okey!:)



i'm couldn't resist to read the unfinished letter you wrote for me, and i'm truely touched.

but if only you can see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?

Cause we're not taking the easy way out.
04 September, 2009 9/04/2009 11:45:00 PM

you have no idea just how it feels to be insignificant and unappreciated.
you're not making things easy for me, us.


p.s: kinder surprise ain't that appealing afterall.

Tears are words the hard can't express.
03 September, 2009 9/03/2009 11:34:00 PM

It's amazing how someone can break your heart and you can still love them with all the little pieces.


Fuck.