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Friday, August 22, 2008

If i get my calculation right, its been 1 year 1 month we have known each other. I never thought i will find my first love at Frenster, hee... I still remember our first phone call, it seemed that we have known each other well.

Throughout the 1 year plus we been together, not even once he left me hanging alone, not even one day. Even when i throw my tantrums at him, he gets angry for awhile, cools down, talk things out and things are back as per normal. I have promised him i will changed, not just for him but for the best of myself. I have to learnt to handle my temper better.

Sometimes i talk too much and i'm afraid i will bore Dear but Dear don't mind he's always there to listen. At times, both of us talks at the same time cause once we start talking on a hot topic, we can't stop.

Thatz bits of my love story, let the other sweet memories be kept safely with me.

Syaiful Bahtiar, thanks for everything, may our love last. Insyallah(with gods will). Siti Radiah loves you(too much).

Citygal outz

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