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Name:
Violet.
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005
It has been some time since I last blogged. Busy at work and personal commitment. Weekends always pass in the twinkling of an eye. It comes and go away, just like the unpredictable weather we are experiencing everyday. Just go along and bring a brolly. It will soon be over. Fine days are just ahead.

Despite lesser meeting time, we spent quality time together. It is compiled in my memory bank. When times are bad, I can retrieve some sweet moments to keep me going. At night, we will always lie on the bed and imagine ourselves in our near future, our role? Heez. Are we thinking and pinning too much hope in our future? *raises eyebrows*

I never know that I like someone to be dressed in uniform until the day I see my boy in his uniform. Wow~ It was manly overall. Did it turn you on? Probably. *laughs* Dar's a big boy but I looked upon him as a little boy at times, wanting to do everything for him and "shower" him with loadz of love. "Shower"- give him massage and do a scrub for him, using my newly-bought body scrub. Just want to get him away from the military life he led during the weekdays. He suffered but on the other hand, I felt that he became tougher, which is good. Tough man survives.

ms bunny
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