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Wednesday, December 03, 2008

i'm already in my third year in NUS..
countless times to and fro sg and kl, yet im not used to it yet.
i still get damn emo on my last night at home..
i hate this feeling :(
i wish NUS were in KL..

I feel so loved at home.. everyone has been showering lots and lots of love and being very very very very very very nice to me!!
aunty wilma cooked damn good food every meal for me.. all my favourite food :D (actually i like all food wahaha)
abi made jelly, kept giving way to me, helping me to get everything i want, accompanied me to see doctor, accompanied me shopping..
ben saved looooads of stuff in my external harddrive, entertained me and talked cock with me, accompanied me out despite having tests..
ah gong talked to me, showed concern about my skin (i have stupid allergy on my face *sobs sobs*)
mommy bought looooots of fruits and my favourite food for me, lent me her car to drive anywhere i wanted to go, helped me squeeze all the blood clots in my face..
daddy gave me lots of good advice, listened to my complaints, brought me whereever i wanted to go, suggested that we went for japanese dinner just now!




i am already starting to miss my family..
i dont want to blog already, later i cry :(
oh man i feel like such a baby

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