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I woke up in the morning feeling like P.Diddy extremely nervous. The day that I was not looking forward to since last year had actually arrived. All those crying and random days where Ashraf drove me to Ilyana’s house at midnight just so I can hug and cry on her shoulders seemed distant.

I declined my trip to Batam with my relatives, mum and sis who are currently eating awesome food and island-hopping, probably doing a little fishing and catching crabs. I can always go there but sending Ilyana off is much more important!

My survival box for 3 days. Day one and more than half is already gone.

Ashraf swapped his duty on Saturday so that he could be with me the entire day knowing I would be all emo and sad. T_____________T And he didn’t tell me until the end of the day. (A smack and a hug for being so damn nice to me)

RANDOM SIDETRACK: KFC eggtarts are MAJOR awesome! (something you don’t really expect from KFC lol)

We reached the airport super super early, even earlier than Ilyana’s family and that is *REALLY* saying something. Let’s see, we reached around 7.30pm and the flight is only around 11. *SINGS THE DEDICATION ANTHEM*

Somehow, Ali (Ashraf’s ~bestest best friend forever~) was there and my god I’ve never seen 2 guys so attracted to each other before. It was like, they were ~meant to be~. I stood there dumbfounded for a few minutes as the 2 of them embraced like long lost lovers that has not seen each other since the death of King Tutankhamen.

Hi everyone, meet my cousins, my boyfriend, Ali and his oranges.

DAMN IT WOMAN I’LL MISS YOU!

Sigh, she even had time to give me her Lush Angels on Bare Skin and send me one last sms before her plane took off. Woman, it’s like you stabbed me with a knife made of cupcakes and muffins.

By the way, in case anyone saw 2 crazy people running through T3 in the airport and walking all over the place from T3 to T1 to T2 and back to some other terminal, it’s Ashraf wanting to take the cab and me insisting that cabs are evil and the number one culprit that sucks your bank account. In the end, we took the train to Red hill and he sent me back home in a cab. A WINRAR DECISION HAS BEEN MADE DING DING DING DING DING.

Yes, I was terribly emo on the way home.