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Monday, June 18, 2007
18th july '07, Monday
Yesterday, at 11.05pm is the last time i hear her voice before she board the plane to korea. She has left for her 7days holiday trip after months of work. Early this morning, i woke up and felt ALITTLE uneasy that i was not awaken by her sms or morning call. Haha. Maybe still not used to it, but although 7 days is nothing as compared to the 2 weeks of yep, the feeling was somewhat different this time round. The desire of asking her not to leave is much stronger. Maybe my love for her has grown. *Really every moments also think of her lor. Hehe.*

But anyway I feel really bored so i call up a old friend who i get to know in my secondary school days. He is a very knowledgable man and have always give me useful advices in the past. We have talked alot today; from our girl friends to our future career prospects, and back to our girl friends. Haha. If I am not wrong, we talked for about 3hours!! It is really a great time chatting with him. Wish you all the best in life man!!

~ { 5:28 PM }
aiming for the sky above;