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Guess what. I never forgot. It's funny how we can forget our own words sometimes...

History (mock) exam was a certified piece of shit. But somehow I had fun doing it. Heh.

Someone's going to Cambodia tomorrow at 3am. Sending him off will be chilly fun in the freezing airport, I suppose. Hah. As if my insides haven't already turned into ice from lack of love. It's another night of sleeping on the benches at Terminal 1 again for me.


Gambatte, Nashe.

13 comments:

Vengelyne said...

How can it be lack of love? I kan sayangkan you, babe? >:D<

And your mom lets you go to the airport yourself and sleep there, too in the middle of the night?

Nashe^ said...

Thanks Venge.

No, its not my first time, and i'm not going alone...
Anyhoo the momster doesn't really know who I go out with anymore lah actually. haha.

Gadfly said...

You know, for all your bad-ass-ness, you really seem like a sensitive, thoughtful girl.

That's a good thing.

*hugs from far away*

Anonymous said...

gambatte

Anonymous said...

Cambodia?? It used to be vietnam right? Hahaha..... gambatte.

Anonymous said...

SIS?? haha. hugs u too.


-RD

Anonymous said...

ooh well....perhaps the words were offhand. u should ask her if she reali meant it. Cant be lack of love, nashe... that setengah-cine di eropah gives u more love than the whole world combined can give u. tc, chica.

Anonymous said...

No benches this time, right? Hehehehe.... "Bye, Migg!!!"

GAMBATTE.

Woozie said...

What's on the other side of the picture?

Nashe^ said...

@ Gad : Was there ever any doubt? Hehehe. *Thanks for the hugggz*

Nashe^ said...

@ Khane : Haha. Jangan ah....

Nashe^ said...

@ Woozie : It's a photo of 3 of my friends and me.... one of them happens to be *her*. And yea, she was the one who went out of her way to write that. Ah wellz.

Nashe^ said...

Anon : Oui. Gambatte. =)


izan : Well yea it's Cambodia now. =P
Gambatte, my friend.



RD : a sister disowned, I suppose. Take care, yo.



Fairuz : Bye Migg! And uh huh. The floor was A-OK, per!

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