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Wednesday, September 1, 2010 Wednesday, September 01, 2010
I meet bhy at tamp. at first, I feel awkward. I don't know how to react and how to start the conversation. so I just make myself calm down first. he hugged and kissed me at first and that's make me satisfied.

then I really thought only me & him would spend time together and talk things out but he wanna meet nurul & fazirah so I understand and just follow. while slacking with them , I give this fake smile cause I just dont want them to know how i feel actually. I'm sorry okay ?

But then bhy spot my lack of talking and he told me to seat at the other side of the table with him and we both talk. I did cry . so do he but I cried the most lah . standard , girls right ? girls do have ego , but they have soft hearted heart too. trust me. so by then I know It's my fault from the start & all I'd say is "I'm sorry." so we both talk in a smooth way. he wipe my tears and kiss my forehead. he even hug me tight and I cry on his shoulder. and things get back to normal and now I'm trying to make bhy trust me back. AMIN.

hey bhy , I'm sorry . I know you're wounded . I was so selfish . I can see the pain I've caused. I know you are feeling down and break down right now and I didnt mean to hurt you this way. with open arms I hope you accept it and I promise you I won't leave and I'll change. Forgive me. I dont care what people think/talk about you or what they think/talk about me cause I know I'm happy when you're around. I Love You So Much. please dont make me cry hell yeah like yesterday. It suck's I tell you. muwahhhhh !

I've deactivate/deleted my facebook. I dont want kpo's in my list. If you people miss me , do text me or leave a comment at my tagboard. thankyou. *hug*
NURUL.
FAZIRAH
BHY. HUG HUG LOVE LOVE KISS KISS.






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