I Don't Want To Go.

I'm leaving, again.

For two days, i think.

To malacca.

Sorry guys. I wish i didn't need to go either.

I've got more loose ends that needs tying up here.

I'm not ready to go.


Hey, you.

I've written you something, check facebook.

Don't forget my fish, dear. I'll need your help once again.

I love you so, so much.