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on June 24, 2013

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Epitome of my time of absence...

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Love...always

This is my 200th post! woohoo! I just need to tell you all something.Many things had happened in my life this one year and now I won't be here for a long time as I am starting a new project in my life. So Selamat hari Raya in advance , and hope we will see each other again real soon.I am not giving up writing this blog and I'll be back once everything is fine. Pray for my health and happiness please. Love means we will never be apart, I love you and I always will. Azura

Its a beautiful day.

. Hmmm... How can a day starts wrong? Whenever I am in England, without sounding like a stuck up Malay girl, or try to sound posh, my days are always good. I wake up smiling, I smell the roses in the garden and of course... my boyfriend lives there, so that makes everything looks perfect to my eyes. For some, a bad day could start with bad traffic, late for work, having arguments with their spouse etc.For me these couple of days had treated me not so well name it the start or the end of it. Its the people that I have to communicate with! see, despite working for myself at this moment I still have to encounter some silliness from people and this week I don't get the result that I want workwise.I know I should not take things so hard, but without me realizing it I feel so stressed out and alone and my knees are aching and my hair is dropping again. On another note, I browsed through several Lupus group’s websites last week and I realized that there are plenty more to be done with M

Daddy's girl .... always.

My father died 2 months before my 11th birthday(I shared the same birthday with my dad) and 4 days before my mother's 32nd's birthday. He died of a sudden heart attack, When my college peers back then complained about their grief when their father did not buy them a car for their 18th birthday or when their mum did not allow them to see their puppy love I would look at them blankly, I was told, that does not mean that I don't listen or I was acting lost. I did not know how to react to mini sadness anymore. Because mine usually comes with a bang. 6th of June 1991 I said to myself that night, on our way back home from the hospital, "everything will be all right "(my mother always say that) 'R' my late father's orderly aka bodyguard, our driver and my little brother believed that we will go and pick him up next week and everything will be FINE, in December He will take us to the newly opened Tokyo Disneyland just as he had hinted earlier that year. That

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