April 22, 2011

The warm love in it

Was dozed off while studying for my next paper, in the middle to have some sweet dream and suddenly I got a call from our daddy Raymond and I regained my consciousness; I might have some sweet dream tho. Laugh out loud. It was great to get his call, because it meant we have otak-otak to eat! I waited for a year, and he claimed that this was the last time to get us otak-otak, no more after graduate. Ate that famous otak-otak from Muar happily with sisters here and I started to feel sleepy again after took that. Yawning

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You hold me down like anchors, you drown me out at sea.

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