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Man in Uniform
Monday, September 25, 2006

The thought of my Love will be in Spore for the next 3 weeks made me such a happy-bunny. Seriously. I'll be getting a break from withdrawal syndrome, teary-eyed parting session every nite before he flies off, and the butterflies-in the stomach every time i welcome him back home. tee-hee. Kalau dah love birds, love birds lah. *grinz*


Working overseas a bitch like that.
And i hate it when everytime i whine to somebody bout him working overseas, they will say, "but the pay good kan?". Wtf. Ok, so the ka-chings are good. But the miserable days we spent our lives alone, beribu batu away, are simply agitating. Argh. So they said absence makes the heart grow fonder. Hmm well, kinda true coz everytime i saw him, when he came back, i felt like jumping on top of him and hug him big time, never let go. *lolz*. And we thot that since we've been going through this for months, we are gonna be preety ok and accepting bout it. But hell no. We din. It becomes harder and harder. Hopefully by december, what we are hoping for will come true. I have faith in Love. And I always doakan for the best for both of us. *smilez*


Just now had this short funny conversation with darling Fiance,


me : sayang, u kat mana?
Love : kat camp ah..
me : wat u doing?
Love : im wif this merapek group of friends. Merapek giler. They are very old, like 7-9 times reservist.
me : oh, how many times u reservist oredi?
Love : erm.. like 3-4 times
me : u sure its not 7 times?
Love : @#$!@#$... hahaha
me (to myself) : thank god.


*smilez*
No wonder he laughed when last time I told him Swiss clique was having a farewell dinner for Ijan before he enters army. lolz.

No people, he's not old.
Just older.
*grinz*

writtern @10:27 AM