You know, it is true when they say that you'll only realise that something's missing when it's gone. That is so so true.

It's been 5 days since Manika left for Nepal and not seeing her MSN nick online at night seems so empty. I simply don't have anyone to chat online with. Wanting to hang out with Jolene seems quiet cos' Manika's not there. There's no Angels without her. I wonder how she's doing there.

Oh, and I don't know why SURIA is making such a big deal about the grand opening at Kampong Glam. It was such a HUGE DISAPPOINTMENT!

It was NOTHING like Geylang. Where was the 150 stalls like they described it on TV? In fact,the whole place looks more like any other exhibition at Expo. There was nothing interesting or new and none of us enjoyed ourselves. The only thing that made us stayed there till wee hours was us chilling and taking shots of ourselves.

I couldn't believe he called. I couldn't believe he called all the way from camp. I couldn't believe he called before lights out. I couldn't believe that of all people he called, he called me. =)

Honestly, I didn't realise how much I've missed him until I heard his voice. It seems like ages since we last talked. There were so many things for us to update each other that 15 mins wasn't enough. But I'm thankful. I'm thankful that he's happy and making friends there. I'm thankful that he's doing fine.

Being the uncle that he is, he still had the time to give me advises.

If only I could put it words to express how I felt at that very moment he said that. But all I did was cry. I couldn't help myself. And I even got scolding from uncle for crying on the phone.

What can I say? After all this time, he's the one who truly believes in me. He's the one who pushes me in working hard. He's the one who told me never, ever give up. He's just like my backbone. He's my driving force. He's my groove. And I thanked Allah for letting him into my life.