farewell

dearest caoangmoh,

hope you had a great time at Singers (?!). i had great plans and grand plans to go swimming/ eat chocolate cake/ buy you relish burgers. butbutbut, that means you’ll have to be back before we know it.

always an msn, phonecall, text message away.

here, d.

with a drink called Frustration

It’s been awhile since I met the gang – too many late nights at work slash events have left me having to choose sleep/quiet nights over ____ . everytime they go painting the town red, i’d be home recovering. : (

sososo, while i spent most of my twentyseven recuperating from the trip and travelling and having a simple dinner with family (which was nice), i was called down to walas on fridaynight for some pizza, beer and eic! i must say it was absolutelyfabulous meeting them again! harhar. I must be a very blessed girl – cos despite my absence (and secret need to retreat to recuperate every onceinawhile), they remember and are ever so thoughtful! I am now a proud owner of pretty stationary + nice pens and a v.nice leather journal (with no lines inside!). Happysigh. It is sooo pretty!!!

I feel like a kid in a candystore. Harhar. As i write this, I am laughing to myself because they almost bought this really expensive writing tool (which i loveee) but thought otherwise because I am sooo clumsy and forgetful + I might lose it! Grin.

And youknowwhat – I don’t really care what they get me… But the thought of C & S walking around with frustration and mudpies spilling out their ears to try find something I’d actually like turns me into cheese. Worst of all – I don’t really know how to say thankyou. And I don’t really know how to show them how much they really mean (because if we were to measure meaningfulness by the number of times I make appearances – I fail miserably!).

So if you do read this, you mean a lot more to me than you know.