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It’s the small little things that makes me realise why am I moving half way around the globe for a slice of bacon.
He is on a perpetual lookout for Malaysian and Thai takeaway places…especially those advertising tomyum.
He researches the best cellphone plans for me…and is tasked with the duty of providing me with a number before I leave KL on Sunday
He treats me to beautiful bouquets of flowers…and prepares MY orange to keep me on a choc highHe happily tag along for my corset and lingerie buying sprees
He makes like a housewife and cooks
I know I say this too much, but this guy is very “tai sek” (deserving of love)
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hoiks…u can cook also what.Summore had your own restaurant. And a nice car.And a nice cousin..:P.
I suckup enough already or not??
Comment by sourrain 11.10.05 @ 9:05 amIt all gets old soon…..you are a braver person than I….
At this point the only person I am moving for is myself.
Comment by Skippy-san 11.10.05 @ 2:15 pmSkippy-san: Well, reckless youth is wasted on the young who believes that nothing can bring their world down..
Comment by sourrain 11.11.05 @ 4:32 amAh fumie…If you get back to the ole grey country, we must visit Ann…as in Summers. Together;)
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