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**-The Longest Weekend Widout U-**
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
The longest weekend without you...

29th Nov 08

Felt so weird to be walking alone along the walkway near our lockers. I looked at the locker where it once had your name on. I still remember that pink little sticker that was pasted on Locker 80.
*Smiles*

I know how much u wanted to change the color of that sticker. Heex.. & how u always asked me to leave some of my stuff behind. So it will feel like I'm sharing locker with u. Sigh..

I just wish that it was not u that had to leave. But i can't do anything i guess.

As the day went by, i felt it took so long for even an hour to pass. Memories of the times when we used to work together just kept on playing on my mind. The worst ache i felt was when i watched Linette and Amran walked happily into Gold Class. It then hit me that i will neva be feeling like how Nette feels when she comes to work with Amran again. Not as long as i stay in GC.

Even thou the nite turned out alright. I just couldn't feel happy. & on top of that, i had to wait for 1 of the traditional staff just so i can go back home.

30th Nov 08
My dad's birthday...

The next day was rather better i guess. Maybe coz Am & Nette weren't there. Not saying that i do not like working with em. I do really but i just felt empty.

Also, i treated my parents to dinner at GC. I guess my dad was rather pleased and happy to be welcomed. I mean.. Hafidz, my mgr, personally went up to him and wished him.
I'm glad i got a chance to make him happy. Hafidz, i know he is happy also.. (Received good comments from my parents =] )

& the best thing of the day was...





Yeap... The roses.. My dearest came all the way to vivo with that bouquet of pink roses!!
Roses... for me.. Pink roses.. I love it.. I wish i could spend more time with u that night. But u had to go home... Thank you dear..

I guess i should stop here for now. I love u meow.. =)
--Merci tout le monde--
2:40 PM

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