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iRiezal, 26, Cigs & Rock & Roll



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Saturday, July 17, 2010


"You're the Best Gifts Ever"


Sweetest love dearly boy, I'm so sorry for throwing tantrum for the past few days. The jealousy and the thought of us being apart soon is haunting me each night. You managed to put your ego aside for once to let me feel happy and contended. Actually, I didn't want to meet or talk to you. Truth to be told, not kissing, hugging, smelling and seeing you for only one night is a disastrous idea I ever made. It's killing me softly inside.

As if you read my mind, I appreciate your effort coming to my house just to say that you're sorry. I didn't know why I start to scold you when you were sincerely apologizing to me in the early wee hour. I was utterly speechless when you stop my immature egoistic behavior with a hug and a kiss. I was weeping like mad. Tears of sadness and misses just came pouring down. You ended up with a peck on my forehead. This the seriously the most touching moment of my 21 years of life. No guy ever did that to me; its a serious NEVER!

Just got back from Jurong Point with Teh Familia. Had a table full of food, arm full of shopping bags and finally I got my nails painted. Bf favorite color; RED!
I miss my boy-boy. Miss him being by my side accompanying me for shopping. Patiently waiting for him to come to my house and go Johore. Thats mean I got you for the whole night. From the bright moon till the sunrise. DumDum want to buy cigarettes and smoke shisha. Petrols on me baby!

I love blogging. It makes me feel light and high. XoXo