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dear mr & mrs bloggie… 

Oh bugger. Yes, I’m fine.

Err… Juls and I are back together again.

*covers face in shame*

 My love for him is absolute. My, a boon and a burden together, if that was even possible.  

Just so you know, I was well…. hmmm…. Gawd, this time I dunno what to say.

Any o how, the fact that I’m happy should suffice, right?

*laughs nervously*

And Kenny, if you’re reading this, I still need a venue to bitch; still a lot of unwanted emotions to release. We’ll meet soon k. Miss you lah sleeping partner.

*smiles guiltily*

But all’s good, really.

Just got back from a flight.

Manchester was my stop.

Loved it.

But that shall be on my next entry k.

Sorry lah, no pictures, see.

13th February 2008

(the day after my birthday, mind you.)

As soon as I was back on ground,  Juls came to fetch me at the airport.

Terminal 3, it was.

In the cab, I was wailing crying (in my uniform somemore!) rather morbidly, because for the first time in my entire life, I forgot it was my birthday.

Can you begin to imagine?

I only remembered it the day before.

After too, obviously.

And to think I take this day very seriously.

I happen to love my own birthdays, mrs bloggie.

*pouts*

Gah!

Blame it on work.

What, I was busy “walking” from Manchester to Singapore mah.

If you guys know what I mean.

Hence, I started sobbing on how my life was pathetic…

blah blah blah

and the likes of it.

Little did I know, Juls had something in store for me.

*grins*

>>>fast forward

Orchard Hotel was where the buffet was held.

The food was scrumptious.

My mini choc cake was heavenly.

But the company…

It’s everything nice combined.

I.e. Juls

MOS with cousins and in-laws right after.

Cuz Ctea & Hafiz-O

Cuz Serena & Vick

Cuz Carl

Juls & I

I could not have asked for more. Well, on a short note, maybe it’d be better if I had more company, my other cousins in particular.

Ho well, whoever who was not there to witness my cool dance steps are losing out big time.

Ah huh.

I had some moves even I, myself didn’t know I had.

Now how’s that for super coolness.

*smirks*

Yes yes, I was wasted.

To a point that making a fool of myself seemed like such an understatement.

Smooth criminal, maybe. Kheh.

Nevertheless I had fun.

I love Retro.

It’s back.

I’m back.

15 th February 2008.

Our next quest.

I can’t wait!!!!

Till den.

Ta!

 

cinta
fasyalba

p/s: Thanks Tea for the dress. I really love it. Just for you, I wore this for my celebration. Hee…. And the fact that it hugs my body well. Thanks again!

And everyone else… Thank you for the well wishes. Appreciate it, really.

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