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.Monday, June 25, 2007 ' 9:01 AM Y


Gastric pain like hell in the morning , maybe because of too much spicy foods on friday , sat and sun. Since i was absent from school , i decide to retidy some stuff when i feeling better . Then i found a basket , and i realise that , this basket was full of memories cos i kept all the things that my boyfriend make for me . Then i sat down to look through those things( those things was about few yrs back, was quite dusty) , so much sweet memories was recalled. The most memorable one was the bus ticket and the wrapping plastic ring. I remembered , that time was because i was very upset because of too much stress in school and also have some conflict with my good friends and i was really very down , he acc me back home and the whole journey i just sit in the bus without a word. Suddenly he tagged me on my shoulder and he pass me a bus ticket , he used the bus ticket to make a smiley for me .
At night he ask me to meet him , he brought me to peaceful place where its near the sea , that time i wonder what is he doing . And i saw him bringing out a box of " popper" , he gave me and ask me to face the sea and pull the popper. Then he told me "this time around , shout all the unhappiness as loud as possible and then PULL the popper!", the sound " POP" very loud. I do this again and again to ven all my unhappiness and anger. Then i saw sparkling light , my boyfriend light up the sparkling and told me that i must be happy once the sparkling light is gone , let all my unhappiness follow the sparkling light to disappear. He used the sparking wrapping paper to make a ring for me , cos he knows i love diamonds ring alot but that time we were still student , he couldn't afford to. He told me that he promise to buy one for me when he went to work and let this plastic wrapper to be the replace first. I was so touch by him , so touch ....
Just a bus ticket , sparkler and popper , but the effort and love was really appreciate and treasure. Though its was few yrs back but the feeling of that day was still there... its very hard to described... at least whenever i am sad , you are always there to cheer me up... thanks for ur everything my dear... love you

The Smiley Bus Ticket

The ring he make ...


loved







THE LOVE-ED ONE;Y


Ariel
15 May 1988
Republic Poly
STA ( technology arts management )


SHE WANTSY
Oversea Trips
Car
Massage Chair
Plasma tv
Laptop
Cruise
Piano lesson
Car license
My own house
Sucessful in career
Get marksman for firemarm shotting every year
A boyfriend who is loyal,rich,mature,romantic and caring
Rolex watch , 26mm lady-datejust
Loving Family
Meet my cousins every saturday
Spend more time with Family
Earn more money
More coach,gucci,LV and branu buffel
More pretty
Be more clever,talented and knowledgeable

SCREAM;TALKY



DEARLIES;Y
Gloria
Jia En
vanassa
Ting yun
Qiao Ying
Wei Shi
Kailing
Hsiao li
shir
fred
linghui
Veronica
Jessica
Huimei
Charlene
Huiyan
JC
huixian
bev

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