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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

It's already half past midnight. Everyone in the house has already gone to bed and I'm the only one here in front of the computer screen feeling so warm cause eventually there's no fan or air-con in th room here. God, save me. The minute I get online, everything seems to be rushing. Whereby I have to chat, editing blogs, check email, uploading pictures. And its getting out of hand, I began to perspire. haha, can you imagine that. Hand moving but your body is the one who's sweating? HAHA.

Now, everything's seems so peaceful. Good. ;D
I shouldn't be blogging or even playing the comp at this timing, firstly I've to wake up early in the morning tmrw for some extra class. Secondly, someone asked me to blog. If it's not because of you, I don't know when else I'll keep my blog updated. haha.

Right, enough of that.
I'm seriously so hot now. -,-" Anyway, only pictures that I want to share for now. I'm just too lazy to blog.





The place we went.
The place when we fought.
The place we had lots of laughter.
The place where you first hold my hand.
The place where you give me your first warm hug.
The places where you give me your first gentle kiss.
The place where you always whisper in my ears saying that you love me.

This is when,
every picture tells a story.
cause everything about you is my happiness.
i love you, boyfriend