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I Love You.



Lappy is Home!
Saturday, August 1, 2009

Story Without a Fullstop @ 11:29 PM


Alright, Bought Asus (ahso) Lappy with Good stuffs inside.. Haha! :DD
After that, Meet up with Love's Friend & MJ..
For MJ is a last min.. Cause I know I'll be alone.. Haha! So I ask MJ joined mi :)
Met up at Bugis then went to Parkway fo Lappy Show around..
While Love & his friend asked for a girl's number.. Haha..

Then took bus 15 & went back home.. MJ halfway drop..
Left Love & I going home..
Reached Home, Mom & fatso are more exciting about Lappy than myself.. Lol!
& Seriously, I never regret buying it :)
This is what I need & wanted!

& Thanks Love.. Since the time I bought, Love been helping carry around.. Most of the time, Love auto helped mi :DDD
Now, it's charging for 6 hours.. Haha.. Today don't get the chance to play with it.. Cause I still lack of something..

Love, I'm sorry for saying those mindy things to You.. Sometimes I choose not to tell You because I know how You feel after I told.. My words is straight.. I try to turn it around But I just can't.. Don't know what & how to make it better for You.. Ya, I'm worry about it in the beginning.. After I see the worse, the more worry I get..
I know I'm weak.. Still, need You to support mi.. Hais..

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