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Monday, July 30, 2007

Proclaming obstacle.
3 presentations in a row today.
At last it's done, with exams taking over.

Got this nikon coolpix from home.
Snapped lots with my sayang.
I promised him a PsP. Terms & conditions applied.
And so, the obstacle is tired after 1 week of neglect. I'm on my way of owning my love for myself.
Just get the fuck off cuz don't you see that the one he wants to be with is me.
Firstly, sayang's mine since like 3 years 1 month 4days. Your self assumption has brought nothing but cheap-ness. Self proclaiming in your blog that you're fair and pretty as claimed by others, its like so cheap.
Ever heard of humble pie? i guess not for you.

Well then again, you're gonna be shot dead soon.
Then, i'll laugh when i think about the times you think you were "loved", you were "happy".
Because everything, he says that you're superficial when it comes to reality and blogging. You've split personality.

Whatever it is, sayang has already surrender all the hidden lies. And i'm glad.
Like i say, the things i know, you don't.
I'm having the last laugh.

Sayang's addicted to coke light.
Yesterday he had symptons.
Went to the extend that he went to NTUC to buy coke light to stop his cold turkey.
Everyday he consumes 1.5 litres coke light.
Now i'm on the phone while he tells jokes.
We want holiday, be it malaysia or batam.

19 days to go. Move Bitch.




Til then,
i'm still Loving my hubby.