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8.3.2015

This beautiful couple finally marries. The best friends I've known for 9 years. Like the groom said "9 years isn't a short time". To be able to witness them from the day they started till' this day when they are finally living life as one, makes me want to believe that I can love and be loved too. 

Thanks to this pair, they made their wedding day a memorable one and extra meaningful as we meet a lot of friends from the past. Those days when we had so much fun together, and those days when we hugged each other and cry. This wedding is like a gathering, a reunion, a happy ending. Every ending is a new beginning, so although I'm flowing tears missing the past - I shall move on and till' we meet again.

Counting down to,
175 days left. 


With the beautiful bride and handsome groom 

Those were the days when we had most fun together -- inseparable 

Me and my dear - Everything is always a little better when you're around :)


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因为太累,在车上睡着了。。无意中让我听见他们的谈话。

Daddy: 女儿在后面睡着了。
Mummy: 是咯。出了一整天她累了,明天还要开车回去 (Temerloh)做工。担心死了。

而我就感动死了。当 daddy mummy 的女儿太幸福了

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will be shed when the emo-ness slowly sinks in. Blame it on pms, blame it on working alone on a family day (Sunday), blame it on the hot and cold weather. 

But, deep down I know... because the best friend is leaving - my only support when I first came to Temerloh. Here, I've shed twice tears. Once on the second day of work, where I suddenly thought of my family and how badly I missed them. I remembered the hugs I had with mum and dad on the day before, then the tears won't stop flowing. And so, I excused myself to the toilet. Second, it was today when the lift door opened and I hugged my best friend goodbye. Things won't be the same without her here. Once again, I feel I'm lost. Just like back to 4 months ago when I first came - alone and lonely. 

Guess this too will be the last time I cry. Nothing here will make me ever drop a tear I think. Can't wait to be back to home.


Counting down to,
275 days left.
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a new place where I'm currently working. Been moved down to this small town for a month now already. As the day goes my, my heart is reaching more to home where my family and friends are. I thought things will get easier as time passes, but reality is the opposite way. The more I stay here, the more I yearn the days I was back at home, the place I worked, to meet the people I used to meet. I guess that's the way human is - to miss what's not here anymore.

Slowly, I'm learning bout being independent, away from being daddy's girl, to stay quiet in a small town, to sleep in a tiny room without air-cond, to travel every week driving long distance on my own (if I'm not working on the weekend)... Endless things I'm learning and growing up. Shall be strong and return home to be a better person.

Counting down to,
334 days left.  
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yeap.. that's me. Couldn't stop doing other things and seriously start working on this annoying prp project. I am seeing the end of it, just couldn't carry on to finish it. Too tired to handle serious stuff when there's so much room for more interesting things -- like shopping, having travel plans, how to spend non-working days with friends and family. Just the thought of having to do work on these days irritates me. Why is it such a pain in the a** when I am already a floater! *pout big time*

Done with complainin' now back to work. No sleep tonight but I'm still a happy girl cause' Tuesday is a public holiday and I'm gettin' a new phone! 

Aza, aza fighting!
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Not used to being a paranoid person, so I did not know that fear is such a fearful thing. Too fearful and anxious that I lost sleep and cried in the middle of the night. I need my question to be answered quickly - couldn't wait for Monday to come already...

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Recently, I've been thinking bout' you quite frequent. It's like a bad habit that comes back after a long long time. Prolly' I had been too busy to attend to the thoughts in the back of my head, and then now my work has gradually slowed down its speed with reduced stress - hence the thoughts that have stayed behind for long is resurfacing. It's annoying yet at the same time reminiscing those happy days. 

Had a silent battle within myself whether I should just pick up the phone and call you straight. But then again, the answer is no, I shall not do that. As time goes by, it seems it's a lil' easier to make that decision compared to the last time. I guess the day that I will eventually lost the urge to call you will come, cause' the day feels near already.

IMY

  
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