Good friends do not question you when you need help, they just do.

Chris, Michelle, Sam


I think I can actually count the days we've known one another, with the fingers and toes I have. Not long, barely a month. But you will know if you can click with a group of people, as soon as you met the 2nd time.

These are my braders (and not forgetting, Aunty Michelle!) with a couple of people missing in this picture. Hopefully I can get a full picture of us, during the BBQ party next week.

Work has been nothing but slow and boring lately. Maybe the economy recession has hit us badly, designs are getting scarce lately. I don't know. But I've been online, most of the time, chatting with these people, having happy hours and dinners with them. Sometimes, for 3 consecutive days, and no one has started to complain about the frequency of meeting up. (well, at least not yet!)

Oh yeah, the bigger group's meeting up tomorrow night for dinner, so yeah..speaking of consistency..hehe.!

Sam, Khian, Michelle


It feels good to be with a group of people whom you can talk to. Confide in. Especially for someone like me, who's been away from home.

I remember that day when I told Chris that I was feeling a little down, and felt like drinking, she immediately rounded up these 2 other fella and we went down to Enigma that night. All of them came just because of me. *touched* but like they said, it was a false alarm because I wasn't depressed or anything.

Well, there's no need to mope around if you have great friends around you!
Now, this kinda makes me sad whenever they remind me that I'm leaving KL in June!

Khian, Chris, Sam

Thank you for the great time.

p/s: You told me not to leave you, so I won't.

I feel like I've aged, 10 years older.
Imagine drinking like there's no tomorrow, "bottoms-up" like liqour is damn cheap, grooving to the RnB hiphop music, camwhoring in the middle of the crowd;in the darkness, laughing to every single nonsensical joke, dancing like a slut in the public, smoking like a chimney, walking like a crab to places..
and all that wasn't the end of the story.

We went to the mamak stall in SS2 for an after-drink to flush the alcohol out from the system.
Until 4am, I dropped dead on the bed, only to climb again for work, 2 hours later.

Today's a Friday and I'm having a hangover. Yippppppeee!!!

The head was spinning when I was in the train. But last night's impromptu clubbing was one of the best ever. Cashless, yet still headed for fun.

Pictures soon, as soon as everyone wakes up for real.
As of this morning, only Chris and I turned up for work. The rest, e.g. Viv, Yenny, ChuiLing took MC. Michelle's working shift's during the midnight. Abbie turned up at work later than usual. Sam, well, Sam doesn't have to work!

One of the best nights spent, with a group of newly found friends. Whoever taught you that talking to strangers is a bad thing, Oh well, some theories can be wrong.

Imagine this.

In 48 hours, I only managed to get less than 10 hours worth of sleep.

And I swear I wanted to scream in horror when I saw my reflection in the mirror, this morning.
I thought I looked more like a 32-year old, than a 22-year old.

The eye bags. The wrinkles. The dark circles.
The pimples!!
The tired-weary eyes..

*shrriiieekkkkksssssssss!!*
*runs to make a facial appointment*

I wasn't making up stories when I said I had a hangover on a Friday morning.
I really did-lah.

It was supposed to be a "harmless" dinner in Studio X, for a little get-together to discuss about the BBQ party preparation. Which now I don't think we even mentioned anything about the BBQ. I was prepared for an after-drink in Enigma which is just across the street from where we were. Mana tau...mana tau..someone brilliantly came out with this idea..(whom I suspected is Chris) to go for clubbing, on a Thursday night. So, 3 cars were seen, speeding all the way to Cineleisure at 10pm.

Just the night before, we had a movie outing. Someone suggested Cineleisure due to the seat comfort it offers, but we ended up in Midvalley's instead because of the distance. And yeah, the night after, we were all heading all the way to Damansara, at 10pm. I guess the word 'Clubbing' carries a stronger impact than a movie..

There was no time for 'polite,shy drinking' because as soon as we all got settled down in Scarlet, it was about 11pm. There was no time to lose because the next morning, most of us had to head to work. As soon as the bottle of Black Label was opened, we were drinking like there's no tomorrow. Glasses were refilled as soon as they were finished.

"Chheeerrrrrssss!!"
"Bottoms-up!!"
"Finish it!!..Drink drink drink!!"
"Abit more..just abit..."

I think I exceeded my drinking limits that night. Although I tried not to do so, but it was *toot-ing* happy that night. Like you finally meet a bunch of people who enjoys clubbing as much as you do.

The DJ was spinning RnB Hiphop music. My feet were twitching in itch, and the next thing I knew, I was doing slutty dance with Si Michelle.

My expression: Priceless.
This was when she tried to 'seduce' me..hahaha..

It was crazy that night, and whenever I said it was crazy, I mean IT WAS REALLY CRAZY.
Liqour was finished, like Ais Kosong.
While we were busy enjoying ourselves, Michelle brought along her camera for us to camwhore.
Yeah, like what would you expect a group of vain girls to do, with ONE camera..??

You FULLY utilize it of course!

Yeah, that's Abbie.
She doesn't do dancing in clubs. So I was busy shoving myself at her, and she feels shy whenever someone do so..
Yeah, Abbie..

She kept asking me to stop dancing because I look so feminine when I do so..=.="

Pictures with the Brader-hood!

Me and Aunty Sister Michelle

Me and Brader Abbie, with our tongues!

Brader Sam and I, both tipsae...

Brader Chris and I

Seriously a weeknight fun! After drinking, NONE OF US were sober enough to drive, so we hung out in a mamak place in SS2 and more laughters. 3 something, if it wasn't me who suggested to leave, god knows, we would be there until the sun rises. 

The next day, I still went to work ok..

We should do this like, again ok?
Every alternate week, until we get sick of one another..haha..!

Waahhhhhhhh..I look damn femme weh!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D

 

The roommates.
Been eating red bean soup for the past few days.
Read through the archives if you don't get this.

They say, I'm silly, stupid, sohai, to be played around.
Like how easily I'd crumble, in your palms.

It doesn't matter. Whatever is worth, or not worth. It doesn't matter.
Time, we need to appreciate time.

When you said "This is the last message from me", my heart stopped beating.
I had no idea when my heart has started to beat for you.  

What we have, is wrong. Very wrong.

My office is situated along Jalan Raja Laut, KL.
Just right opposite the Mara Building.

But that's not important.
You know what else is situated along Jalan Raja Laut?

Sogo.
Yeap, the pioneer of all Shopping Malls.
I used to go to that mall when I was younger, but now, with the vast choices available, Sogo is the only place I go to now, for lunch.

Anyway, all these also not so important mia details.

Because AUNTIES and LADIES out there, I want to tell you horr..
SOGO's having WAREHOUSE SALES TODAY!! (Thursday)
and if you haven't heard about this, SOGO's discount can range up to 70%!

And now, tell me what should I say to my boss..

"Boss, I'm not feeling well, I want to take MC..*runs to Sogo*"

or

"Boss, I'm going to the site later. Not coming back." *runs to Sogo.

Had Mexican, with Yiling in Jaya One. Frontera.
Braders came around 10, and off we went to SS2 for Balitong, and Ais Kosong.
Then, to 7-11 to get a drink, and by the time we left, it was already 2 something.

There. To summarize my Friday night.

We fought. Again. She broke the news to me.
It's the end. This time, no false alarm. It's ringing for real.

I thought it's just a game. A game of love and affection.
But no, they do say three is a crowd.
And yesh, I'm the extra one.

It's like a tape, which keeps looping and looping. Non stop.
When it kept replaying the same scene, I wanted to stop playing the tape.
But when it finally gave up on me, I felt kinda upset.

I miss you, but it's for the better.

Braders made sure I was well taken care of. I really wanted to cry, shed a tear, do something harmful and stupid..but I can't.
because you've never taken me seriously before. And even though I know that, yet I still fall under your spell.

Fuck!

"I didn't play you lah. But the feeling is gone. Und?"

Sigh, I understand. Understood.

Shinjuku Incident - Our first and last movie together.
Dates are supposed to pull two individual closer, but ours, ours always bring us apart.

Michelle: You sure you want to play?
Khian: Yeah.
Michelle: Stupid! You say want to play? You are now being played!!

Sigh, I miss you.

"你要我說多難堪 我根本不想分開
為什麼還要我用微笑來帶過
我沒有這種天份 包容你也接受他
不用擔心的太多 我楔@直好好過"

Have been looping the same song while driving for 2 days.

Text message received this morning:
"Do I still get to see you this week?"

Text message sent:
"We should talk first."

No text messages exchanged after that.

I'm waiting. If there's one thing I would want to erase now, it's not you.
It's me.

Our first (official) date was at SS2's Wong Kok Char Chan Teng.

Leisure Mall's Wong Kok Char Chan Teng was our last.

All I've wanted to do, in December,
was to come to RSP KL, finish my 32-weeks worth of Internship
and go back to UTP.

p/s: I miss the Civilians!

I'm supposed to chill, really.

*counts 1,2,3,4..breathe in*

Lunch was good, why wouldn't it be?
The supervisor bought me Nasi Dagang.

Anyway, I've learned the theory of staying away from fire. Like, never play with it anymore.

Burnt once, it's alright.
Burnt twice, you know what to do, right?

*Keeps all the matches and lighters*

Am learning to chill. Really.
Because from now onwards, I don't really want to care. I cared too much, that I spoke too much that I lose myself soooo much.

*counts 1,2,3,4..breathe out*

p/s: If you love me, please, leave me alone.

I was the happiest kid last night. Like seriously.
I guess, with the help of alcohol.

“Tonight I want to see you la.”
“Why?”
“See you also need reason ge meh?”

I have very low determination. The fact that I know it's a short-lived happiness, yet I'm still throwing myself into a pile of mud.

I love the fact that how some of my friends said to me,
“Khian, you are still young. If you want to get yourself into trouble, do it! We'll support you! But, things like these, can only do up to certain age. Then, karma would come. So, now, while you can, love with all your might. You've got our support!!”

Until now, I'm still worried. Like what's going to happen after I leave KL.

Anyway, back to what happened last night. I thought it was just supposed to be a short yumcha, somewhere nearby. But don't know why, we ended up heading to KL, somewhere near Herittage Row.

Club 69.

Wednesday night, the club was deserted. The DJ spun RnB and HipHop for the two of us.

I still remember the first time we met each other. It was also in a club. Only this time, the club only has 2 of us.

We ordered a jug of Carlsberg.

Earlier, I was worried that the generation gap would be more obvious now. A decade apart, our childhood definitely differs a lot. But last night, the way we both laughed, the heart to heart talk, the intimacy. I enjoyed the feeling of just sitting around, with booming music, and just feel so close with someone.

Even though the someone is not for keeps. Yet what's important is that moment we shared, no one could ever take that away from the two of us.

:: You are still, my right kind of wrong ::

Wonder if you read this. Text messages are not replied. The phone's silent. I am not used to your absence.

Sam told me to chill. Maybe you are busy. Especially since you are tied with the book fair..:|
Trying not to think. Really am trying to have fun, all the way up north.  

Just got back from a weekend of "detoxification", "cheap hawker food", "culture exchange", "extreme exercise"..
A week UPNORTH. Story and pictures later.

Anyway, had dinner the other day, with the Civil Chics in KLCC. Wanted to have a classy dinner, since it's been some time since we last sat down, but TeeHooi suggested a 'lo-man-tik' dinner, with fountain view..

We ended up..

tapau-ing food from Cold Storage, sat beside the KLCC fountain.

(there goes my choice of TGIF for dinner )

Nothing much to write about, because all we did was to catch up with one another. Told them abit about my current complicated situation, we exchanged thoughts about Final Year and even met with some 'big shot' from SHELL.

We left KLCC around 9pm, in time to catch the water fountain 'dancing' to its own rhythm and the great night lights of the KLCC Twin Towers.

Pictures taken with Sony Ericsson's 2MP so..low quality sikit..

But you've gotta admit, we 3 still look pretty awesome eh? *wink!*

Sigh, tomorrow's Monday already!!

p/s: What is this?? Hot and Cold treatment (again!)
       I like you, not enough meh??

I think I suck in playing.
It has been 3 days now. Getting more obvious by the day.
Usage of words, the frequency of texts, the duration of calls..those must be signs no?
Shouldn't have stepped into this from the start. How I should have been more certain with my decision. But somehow or rather, I kept getting pulled back (or rather I can't seem to let go)

At work, and all I get was a “Busy?” and a “Nothing.”

Where are all the “I miss yous”, “I'm thinking of yous.”, and “my dear..”?
Where??

If you are bored, you can just tell me you want to quit. Why prolong the suffering? Let it be me alone, than the 2 of us.

##I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing, with a broken heart, that's still beating ##

I turned in early last night. 10pm?

Set my phone in ringing mode, because I felt someone's going to give me a call. (But the person never did!!)

However, around 10 something, my phone did ring.

A dear friend of mine (way back in high school) called to tell me that one of our mutual friends is on her way to the hospital now.
I jolted out from bed instantly, had to calm her down. I couldn't do anything because I didnt know what to say.

I asked her to wait, while I made a call to the friend. But all she was able to say to me was "Khian, I'm not feeling well."
I didn't press for details, so I said, "Hang in there alright?"

And I returned the call to my dear friend. Told her there's nothing to we can do now, but to wait now. I felt helpless. I never thought that such case would happen to my circle of friends, but it did.

I felt happy also. In the midst of all the emotional turmoil last night, when my dear friend called, the first thing she said to me was,
"AngKhian, I don't know who else to call in KL, except for you.."

This just shows how much you actually affect people's lives and thoughts. I hope my friend gets well soon. Might be visiting her in the hospital, after work today.

**We shouldn't waste time arguing, being egoistic towards one another, because we don't know when would be our last time, just enjoying being together. **

My blog has been lacking entries of happy posts, and I can't deny that as I'm typing this, I still feel abit upset inside. However, readers don't want to keep reading the same thing, over and over again, so I've decided to give my emotions a rest tonight, and write about something light instead.

Well, let me first thank the two gracious hosts in PENANG for showing us around, in 24-hours time. Not that I'm not familiar with the island but it was certainly a great fun weekend.


Aiting and Joshua
(I kinda like this picture because I took it..and also..reasons of you tau, i tau lah..hehehe!!)

Unfortunately this is not an entry about our little getaway..because my internet connection's been having PMS..and the stupid browser's been giving me headache..am just going to post pictures of food upnorth!

Penang Road's famous Cendol

Fried Oyster

Penang's style of Chee Cheong Fun with Shrimp Paste!

Sotong Kangkung

Famous Macalister Road's popiah

Otak-otak (translated: brain-brain)

Fried Kuetiao

Mua chee

Apam Balik


And no, this is not what we ONLY had. There were more, but sometimes, we were too engrossed in eating that we forgot to take pictures.
Yeah, a week of CHEAP HAWKER FOOD, what to do~

Feast on the food people..coz you know if you are in KL, it's a 4-hour drive away..
And if you are in Australia, UK, US, it's definitely a flight ticket away..

This week's supposed to be Week 22 no?
My logbook count is just only up to Week 16! (yes, I can hear people grunting at the background..hehe..don't we all suffer the same fate?)

Well, you can't really blame us if the work we constantly doing is the same..thus lack of updates! Lol!
Maybe one of the suggestions would be logbook task to be removed?

Anyway, I can't deny..sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I would hope to wake up, on the 5th floor..then contemplating whether to make it to class or otherwise..and then finally picking up the phone to send a text to anyone of them saying, "Help me sign, pls."

I went to the 'longest' pasar malam last night, in Taman Connaught, Cheras, with a bunch of friends. And I had the most awesome dinner-not-like-dinner, and spend about RM30 something on food which was not solid food. Aaahh, don't know how to put it in words, but yeah..RM30 may as well just go TGIF for proper dinner right? *hint-hint*

I still wake up in the mornings, thinking of the right place and time to shower. And where would the hosts bring us for makan-makan..

I sometimes,still think of Penang, the Island of cheap Food.



And also the Island of when "there's a jam, it takes 15 minutes, when there's no jam, it takes 10 minutes"
Insider joke.

Well, Aiting was telling the girls that everyday, she wakes up at 7am, and still makes it to work at 8. And the journey to her office takes about 10 minutes IF THERE'S NO JAM.
And one of us itchy mouth went and asked her, "What if there's a jam?"
To which she selamba-ly replied, "If there's a jam, only 15 minutes"

Upon hearing that, all of our jaws dropped.

In KL, if there's no jam, to get to work takes 20-25 minutes.
If there's a JAM, well, it's lucky if you managed to get to work.

There you go, a little short insight of my weekend getaway.

p/s: How's Thursday for you dahlings? If goyang kaki, please lah go do your logbooks.Stop stalking people's blogs! XP! 

Enjoyed the yumcha session in Steven's tonight. We've been to Steven's quite often lately. Just went there last night, and today as well. Though with a different crowd, both Sam and I were there.

As usual, we touched on the same topic again.

I really fear of the worst. I don't think I could take the blow.

Told myself (and a couple of people!) that by tonight, 11.59pm, I don't get a text, it's time to wake up and move on.
I kept myself company with 3 other friends, in Steven's Corner, and kept my phone in the car.
I didn't want to bring the phone along with me, probably because I fear that what I didn't want to happen, might..
We chatted.
And came, 11.50pm, they asked me to take my phone, from the car.
I was relunctant. Yet curious.

I walked to my car.

Swung open the dashboard, to check it.

2 missed calls. 1 text message.
From ShiouTing.

I swore my heart dropped to the pits.

I held the phone, replying ShiouTing's text as I walked back to my seat.
It was 11.57pm then.

Thoughts running wild inside me. Is it the end now?
Me, leaving things in fate's hands.

And then, there was a slight lag on my phone.

I saw a tiny "message-like" icon appeared on the top right corner of my screen.
I nearly dropped my phone.

And then, a familiar name appeared on my screen.
The name which made me smile.

p/s: I'm sorry if I disappointed my friends. They were hoping that it never came.

I think horrrr...
I have to apologize to Chris, Sam, Chloe, Yenny, Viv, and Sister Lan.

The weekend's always tiring, and taxing.

Saturday. I thought that it would be a laidback day, so I texted Yiling whether she wants to do something or not. But she had to plant some trees.
So, I send my car to the workshop to fix my tyres. I came home, to receive a call from Chris to go for lunch in Taman Connaught. Took my car 2 hours later, went and meet them for lunch. Then went for a haircut.
So yeah, now AngKhian has a new haircut. Shorter and a newer clean cut.

Came home, took a short nap.
Then went to Taman Midah, to pick her up for dinner. Then, it was already 8.45pm.
We had a brief dinner, with nothing much of a conversation. And I dropped her at DeBar-a newly opened bar in Taman Desa.
The initial plan was to drop her, but don't know what happened in between, I offered to accompany her instead.
So, there I was, standing, with a mug of cold beer.
It was DeBar's opening that night, plenty of PLUs around. None were attractive enough to catch my attention.

Actually, I had plans running concurrently with my dinner date. Steamboat dinner with a bunch of friends in Seri Kembangan. I was torn apart.
One part, was a golden opportunity. The other was a get-together that was planned properly.

You have no idea how difficult it was for me.

I wanted to fetch her home, since her designated driver was already in a half-drunken state when we arrived in DeBar.
But as the time passes, I realized she was waiting for another friend to arrive. And I immediately knew, that I was just an extra.
So I left.

And sped all the way to Seri Kembangan.

The agreed time was 8.30pm, and I arrived, fashionably late, at 11.30pm.

I'm sooooo sorry, everyone!

I left Chris's at 4.30am. After a couple of drinks.

I felt like crying on the way home. Been days the mind has been clotted with unnecessary thoughts.

This morning, went to PWTC with ShiouTing to check out the bookfair. Crowded with people.

She was working in the book fair, and for some reason, she saw me as soon as I arrived there. Is that fate, or coincidence?
You tell me.

Came home early, cancelled dinner plans with ShiouTing and slept the whole evening.

Went for late dinner, had a silent yumcha with her. Was probably the most awkward yumcha session ever, but I was struggling to think of what to say. Her constant texting was more of a statement than a hint now.

"I feel that recently, your feelings have changed, or somethings has changed. Am I right?"

"Yes. I don't like the feeling when I'm with you and when I talk to you."

"What feeling?"

"It's not the right time to ask. I'm not free to explain to you. I already told you why, and you kept asking me questions"

"Is this goodbye then?"

"Goodnight"

8.45am today.

"You want to know what feeling right?. To me you are just a small girl wanting to be an adult but still a long way to go."

"Yes, you're right. I'm just a kid who tries her best to love someone who's so much older than herself. Gave my best to be treated this way in the end. ask yourself, have I in any way mistreated you..and how have you been treating me. and look who's still around after all that's happened."

"Doesn't mean I have to love you in return. I just wanna take you as friend."

Yes, people. Monday morning. And it's for real. This time. The heart's really smashed into smithereens.

My supervisor caught me in a super low mood.
So he asked me for lunch and bought me KFC.
Then he asked me what's wrong, why am I not happy..
And because I'm close to him, I decided to tell him.

Not about my personal life, but that I'm actually not happy for real.
He didn't press for details, but he assumed it to be something related to relationship.
And for whatever reasons, he seem to think that my other half would be someone of the same gender.
I have no problem with that, if he's open minded enough to accept my sexuality.

He said,
"You're still young. Build a strong career foundation. Then all that will come."

I still feel lonely. The moment setback.
You were worth it. But you never appreciate.

When the anger slowly subsides, the lonesome feeling grows.

And because I didn't want to argue anymore, I off the laptop's lid and turned in early last night. Saw her MSN status "Flu..headache", to which I dropped her a line asking her to take care and rest well. Undeniable, I still care about her. Tried to focus, but she kept coaxing me to talk to her, and I don't want to get sucked into another emotional turmoil all over. So, there I was, lying on bed, at 9.45pm.
Pretty early for my standards.

I woke up, around 12am. Checked my phone. There, was a message left for me.

Read. From her. The usual. Harsh, insensitive statement.
Left me pretty dazed on bed for a good 10 minutes.

Then I decided to wake up, go online.
And I saw her.

I gave her a piece of my mind.
Telling her that I'm a kid and I don't need to be constantly reminded. And how I find it offensive with some of the things said to me. And I don't care whether she doesn't mind or what.
I was angry. Because to me, it some sort felt like I was a punching bag.

I still care for her. No doubt.

I went back to bed, woke up an hour later than usual. Rushed to the train station, and got myself all sweating for nothing.

Well, Happy Tuesday everyone.

I miss you. The whole day. The same thought running in my head.
I can't tell anyone, because if I did, they would whack me.
So, the only thing that can be done, is to pretend that I'm alright, and that I have moved on.
It's difficult, but it's alright. I can't pretend that the feelings left, overnight.
I miss you., even more than yesterday.

I woke up, with a heartache.
It doesn't take long to break a heart, but the longest time for it to heal.

"All the time that you were gone,
I thought about how things went wrong
Now you're coming down to earth
Ok, hello, welcome to the world

She saw the bright lights
She caught the fever
She got contagious
She never leave it
So no more time spent
And no more free shit
In fact this free ride has reached it's destination"
-Welcome To The World, Kevin Rudolf feat. Kidd Cuddi


Why is it easier to lie to the entire world but yourself?

I think I got used to receiving texts from certain someone. Even when the friends tried to text me, on and off, making sure I'm alright, but the excitement is different. You get the flow?
I just want to hide for a moment, but caging myself away from civilization doesn't help at all as well.

Last night, had dinner with Chris, Chloe, Sam, Yenny and Viv.
Somehow I think they came because of me. No matter how busy their schedules were, somehow or rather, I think they came all the way because of me.

I remember, Chris asked me last night,
"Khian, actually we guys come out to accompany you, did it help a little?"

I wanted to say "No, it did not. The mind's playing tricks on me."

But nah. It's easier to pull off a white lie, than keeping them worried. I can only be sorry.

The phone's awfully silent. I switched it off the whole night, only to wake up, disappointed that no messages were left. I could do even a harsh, insensitive text, if only it's from you.

2 days in a row. Took the monorail to Bukit Bintant station, and walked to Pavillion.
For dinner.
Friends are worried that I might not eat, or maybe they are scared I will feel depressed.

:D I'm happy.

Nothing much to write about. I'm in a half drunken state.
Somemore tomorrow need to work..

Last night was with these people..::

Sam, Chloe, Chris, Yenny, Viv

Just too bad we can't have 6 in a picture!!

Looking good eh?


Tonight, had dinner with Ian and ShiouTing.. Too bad, she's still high..

Cheers!

The right person,
The right feel,
The wrong timing,
The wrong generation.

I still remember her smell. Her scent.

We used to hang out a lot, in her room, especially. I would have her in my arms, she clung hard onto me. We would cuddle closely. We didn't have much time together, because it was either we both had to sped off to tuition classes, or her parents were at home. Every single moment was treasured.

Whenever I left, she would call me and say,
"Darling ah..your smell still here leh..I could still smell you here..Miss you ahhhh!"

It never failed to make me smile, with that naughty voice of hers. Wanting me to be there, all the time.

I never really got the chance to tell her that her scent stuck onto my skin as well. And that I could still smell her, as if she's just beside me.

As if two souls were together.

Her scent. I've never really forgotten about it. Keeps me awake in the middle of the night at times, thinking about her in those days.

Love you, dear. Always will.