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Sunday, July 06, 2008

I worked from 1000hrs to1700hrs today. While I was at work, Azi called because he thought that I wasn’t working and that he wanted me to come online. I felt bad and so, after work, I asked him out for a drink (a quick one) before he goes off again. Alcohols not included, yo. I had to rush from Sembawang to Marsiling because every minute counts. He has to leave at about six plus. We bought some drinks and sat somewhere near the bus stop. We ended up spending approximately an hour because he kept on saying, “I’m gonna board the next bus” a couple of times. After missing a number of buses, he finally boarded one. Hah.