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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

was reading the email he sent to me last time... 2004.. fucking 4 years ago n this mails are still in my mail box... last letter i read... (letter... written by hand) was year 2002... damn long right..
the letters.. i burnt them le.. whaha .. taking a last look at it .. it was jus so.... hmmm.. sweet ba...
i've been fooling around for the past 1 yr n 9 mths... except for my friends.. n family... i got no where to go or head to... work n accepting more work is wat i do..

cut short ba.. i need to leave to meet syl syl n the rest..
i know i've changed a lot.. more independent, more lady, more serious, more bad tempered n able to speak up.. pros n cons ba..
looking forward to my "own thing" after 3 years.. i think seriously we've grown up.. i can earn my own money n do bussiness.. stronger n richer than the guys nowadays.. only know how to borrow money from me.. wat the... no back bone.. ass holes... whaha..
moral of the story.. i love who i am now... love u guys:)

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