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Sunday, January 27, 2008

Pixelated.
Friday,
Haircut with him.
Damn i look like a pixie now. Luckily, i had about 2 weeks for it to season and grow when CNY is here.
I have jet black hair, mistaken for dyeing, but it's natural. Jealous?
I have thick hair, like a helmet.
Enough of the hair talk.

Saturday,
43rd month Anniversary.
You feel any tinge of excited-ness? Not for me, we know things have change.
Amk Hub-ed with him.
Fish&Co. seafood platter for two. But the rice wasn't cooked to perfection, we had chips instead.
And i felt like a big bird, for the yellow cardi.
Rambo 4 with him, thought it was some kinda boring action movie, but it turns out nice. Give it 3 outta 5 popcorns. Those Burmese can be so cruel.

Sunday,
He's still fricking lying in his bed. We're suppose to be preparing to go out.
Let me predict, with this rate and at this time, Northpoint again.
Update again.

French toast mon amour.

The closer i get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me
It's triplets.



Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.