Few months back, I went up to Genting and I came home as a very sad person. Not because I didn't wanna go to work, or I didn't win any money, or I didn't get to play in the theme park. It's more like I dropped my ring. My precious ring of 2 years over.
And, it's back with me. I really did drop my ring in Genting but I managed to get it back on my finger. How? Simple. Because I dropped it in my back in Genting and that's considered dropping in Genting too, right? Haha ^^ ahhh my ring, how I miss you so much
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