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.Thursday, December 24, 2009
Stay with Dad: 6th December > 24th December
Singapore > Bali > Singapore > Bintan > Singapore

> stayed @ grandparents' place from six till 10
> grandma brought us grandchildren to Sentosa
> carried a snake , twice
> started feeling homesick already
> met Nabilah<3 on the 12th
> was so glad that i could spend the afternoon w her
> i misz her already):
> went off to Bali on the 14th
> ( i forgot to inform Ddin that i'll be away for 5 days and he got so worried. i received tons and tons of text messages when i got home. im sucha bad friend. sorrie baby. )
> on our third day there, i got this from my bro "Being with Dad is not fun like with Mummy. No freedom"
> poor boy. he has to suffer
> did Jetski-ing, Parasailing and Banana boat-ing
> google it up for the definitions and pictures
> fvcking awesome
> i wanna go to Bali w Mummy next time
> reached home on the nineteenth
> my heart felt @ ease knowing that i would hear "Watcha Say" every 5 minutes ;D
( my message ringtone )
> things happened, adults discussed and we were going off for a holiday again
> Bintan, yet again
> two nights, three days. w my grandparents
> delicious food, buffet. ( minus dinner(s) )
> came home on the 23rd in the evening
> this time around, i didn't inform F that i was going away
> he called me several times and left me plenty of text messages
> enough to melt my heart away(:
> well, im so sorry i didn't inform you
> went bowling w family @ night
> from 9pm till 2300 hours
> awesome to the maxxx (:
> at 1am, talked otp w F
> our first ever proper conversation, otp and not on the phone
> coz we rarely talk
> we even rarely meet and what more see each other
> on the morning of 24th, everything was a rush
> packing my clothes and newly bought stuff and toiletries and necessities and what not
> the thought of seeing my BabyRayan again got my heart jumping and made me pack faster
( i tend to waste time , but not this time )
> Dad wanted to take me out for lunch before sending me back
> "Why the hell does he have to do this?!"
> "I'm not hungry, I wanna go home," I said
> i have some snapshots but i can't find my bloody USB
> damn damn damn
> will go on a frantic search later on
> lastly, I'd like to say

There's no other place like Home and I'm glad to be back home.


XOXO








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