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Monday, September 20, 2004


Ok, some might wonder why the name da1 da1. Hahahaha. I think even Dada himself dun really know too. Ok.

I have this habit of calling my boyfriend names. Like eg. Darling, Dear dear, Baby etc. I love calling him dear. And sometimes i just develop a new name subconciously. Sometimes i call him dar dar...darling...yada yada. hahahahha. So it just so happen that i wanted to call him dar dar, then i tried to act cute, then it went Dada. (in chinese big big). And i thought it sounds good thought. And Dada likes it too. Hahahaha he laughs abit when i call him that. Then i beam with joy and tells him cos he is big in my life. One large part. He is my boss, my biggest friend, my second biggest lover (after the darling of heaven), my biggest comfort (better then my green smelly bolster), my biggest teddy bear, my biggest wrestler who would bonks my head as and when needed, pin me down when i am naughty and i will struggle from the itchiness and surrender under his smelly armpit, my biggest soulmate, my biggest confidante, my biggest telly pathy pal, my biggest part of me. So he became my big big. DADA!!!!!!

I Love you Dada. *mUAcks*

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