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Saturday, October 29, 2005

Just finish steamboat.. Prepared by myself to enjoy with my family... Yummy... great.. I love steamboat.. Tom yum, seafood, ikan billis, herbal soups... all types!!! As long it is prepare by mum and me... It all taste fabulous.... cos is home cooked... No msg... nothing harmful to our bodies... This is call family taste.. the taste where everyone will have but different style and taste...

Jenny called just now.. told me the video of her wedding got overwrite.. sad to hear that.. If I were her.. I will be extremely sad.. because she been looking forward to watch what she missed that night..... But then... She did not manage to.. we failed to fulfill her wish... She must be disappointed....... Sorry Jenny n Chunqiang.. I know this Sorry cant change the fact now... But there is nothing I can say now except Sorry......

When I am down, need someone to listen to me... I find no1.. Suddenly I feel so lonely.. scrolling down the phone numbers in my handphone... I cannot find 1 to chat and listen to my woes... How come like that?

I miss the days when 4 of us will meet up to chat.... talk to each other our problems... I miss the days when I can pick up my phone and call someone to pour out my sadness... cry till I tired and tuck in to bed...... Now... Except dear is there to listen... But things between me n him I cannot say... I can only whisper to my teddy bear... look out of the window and shed tears silently....

Am I that detestable? How come my friends are not here to walk with me down my growing up path? Or rather, do I have friends? I have what..... but how come there are no listening ears around?? All I can do is to typing here and make myself more occupied... And not thinking too much....