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Let me hear you call my name.
Jacinta.July 1988 just the way you are. simplistic yet loving. More than words.
I know you love me, too.
*year-end trip with sweets!*graduation trip? *sleepovers! *wedding planner classes! *early childhood classes? *longchamp/kate spate bag *watch *a pair of new sunglasses You were here too?
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Meanings
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Hello! It's been some time since I last updated! Despite the end of the budget cycle, workload do not seem to decrease due to manpower shortage in the office ): Well, there will always something (or someone) to cheer me up (: With B finishing his last paper last Saturday, it reminds me of the good old days where you feel the sense of relief after the completion of the last paper every semester. But time flies; it's almost a year that I have stepped into the world of reality: work. As much as the reality world provides you with the practicality of income and other things, nothing beats the joy of being a student. You will never be shortchanged as there are always student deals around, no standard hours of work as school timetable is super flexible and of course, as much as you hold precaution to some friends, they will never win those you meet at the workplace (:
And yes! Someone decide to make my day tonight ((: B surprised me (yet once again, he never fails to catch me at the right time to present his surprises) with a simple stalk of rose. Since the time we started dating, he is someone that is against the thought of giving flowers for the simple reason that they don't last longer than a few days. And being trained in practicality, I've gradually learned that these money can be saved up for better things. Thus, the very first bouquet which baby gave was on my official graduation day, 10 stalks of my favourite; champagne roses. I could clearly remember how he gave me this stalk tonight. I was late in meeting him, and the next moment when I met him, he whispered into my ear telling me, "Baby, surprise for you." And I was like, "huh?" But before I could keep my expression, he took this out from his bag with a wide grin (: It's hard to explain how I felt at that moment, but it's really sweet of him to do so because he is not well-known to be romantic. It's known that different number of stalks of roses represent various messages. And a stalk usually refers to "You're my one and only".
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Goodbye.
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