
Sunday, October 3, 2010, 5:07 PM

When the other Muslims were in the midst of celebrating the festive season, I had to bid farewell to the boy; Getting ready with his gears for Tekong on the 3rd day of Syawal.
How depressing and demoralizing itsn't it? Like any other typical gfs with Army bfs, I could only protest my disagreement of all of these shit ass through twitter or blogs.
Not forgetting,kicking a big fuss on how I'm going to survive the days without him like a spoiled-child.
No one ever says its a smooth-sailing journey for us. From small bickerings to misunderstandings, you named it all.
Yearning for him so badly, I've got to endure with just virtual hugs and kisses.
Nevertheless, I managed to survive just from the gazillion text messages, hogging on the phone and msn-ing every single day, without fail.
Entertaining each other with full of craps, nonsensical jokes and romantic moments(failed.LOL)
Unquestionably, during that period, we've got to know each other more and for sure, getting closer to each other.
2nd October. The day that I've been counting down to meet the one and solely. Getting butterflies in the stomach, as though it was the first date that I'm going to.
Without a doubt, I'm proud of both of us. (oh well, you can say that I'm bragging.i don't give a damn anyway. :p)
We've made it through! For the whole month!
And now if you're gonna get confined for days or weeks, it'll be a chicken feet for me! Haha!
Movies, late dinner at Tong Seng, roaming around town, endless love you've given to me, the small gifts from you, couldn't asked for more.
Thank you Taufiq.
I've been missing you and I'll always be.
Those random kisses on my forehead, and the way you smile everytime you see me, that means the world to me.