I am very upset.

Very very upset.

Y??

Cos i missed the trip with my family to visit my daddy's grave yesterday.

Reason??

I was on duty as it was game day last nite.

So i sms'ed Trisya,

" Please send my regards to Daddy ya, tell him i miss him. "

N i silently cry in the bus on the way to the stadium.

Its been nearly 6 years. But each time Ramadhan is nearing, i will always feel the loss most.

Daddy passed away a week before Ramadhan and tat was the main reason y i always feel it bad when the fasting month is around the corner.

I realli miss him. *sob*

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My weekends was spent rushing thru a lots of things and making sure i get it settled.

I was bz mending my broken heart till i overlooked a lot of my personal things.

After helping Mummy at the stall last Saturday, i rushed to Joo Chiat Complex, im the midst of the heavy rain and lighting, brave myself, hailed a cab and make my way thru. I need to get my textiles tailored at this very last minute, altho i am not looking forward for Hari Raya this year. *sigh*

But one thing for sure, i wish Ramadhan could let me find my inner peace.

I wanna fast in bliss.

Insyallah, Allah grant me my wish. I think i went thru enuff.

I just want my life back.

N of course, my weekends was spent with Emily.

We have been spending most time together for now as we are both bz settling the apartment.

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For now, we are both in the same boat.

Nobody will ever understand the situation we are in.

But like always, we comfort each other and hope tat our days will be better from now on.

Insyallah.