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Sunday, July 20, 2008

Miss home

Finally, I understand why pig wants to go back every week.
The moment when I reached my college this evening, sudden moment of lonely.
I miss my parents.
I didn't go back to muar, I went back to JB instead.
Due to some "technical error".
A long way to get back hostel.

FInally, I understand your feeling as well.
Although I have been late for 2 years.
Is tat what you feel?
No matter how tired..
At the end, you still tired out.. and left..

Insanity streak..
Probably too miss...
I got a thought..
I dun mind the pain and start afresh..
Haha..

Yes, goodbye.

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