As most of you might already know, Chiho left Malaysia today. I was occupied for the whole day today, so skipping school is the best solution. I was locked in my room to finish Chiho's present: Album and diary 2in1. =) I pasted all the photos in one page and on the other page, I wrote diary entries for her. From August 5th when she arrived, until August 25th when she left. Everyday. Despite the fact that I have no records at all of what happened at that specific day, I brainstormed a lot today to recall of the dates of those events, those wonderful and some sad memories.

Chiho's arrival to Malaysia created many laughter for us. But, people who are closer to me knows this well: I was in a terrible mood all these days. I get angry very easily, until I am a huge and idiotic jerk. I get angry at whoever was in my sight. I scold people or just affects people's moods because of my fury. I want people to know I'm angry, so that they won't continue to stimulate my rage anymore.

I will not talk of the reasons of my unreasonable anger here, but I will talk on the good memories. Chiho, was, at first, just a normal friend in my opinion. I thought that, when she comes here to Malaysia, we're going to be good pals, and just have our little farewells without tears at all. But, I was proven wrong. Before today, I always thought that my relationship with Chiho was merely a normal friendship, an acquaintance. But today, when I was spending all my last strength to finish her present, I noticed: I see her more than a friend, I see her as a family member, as a sister.

For usual events, I will give up doing something easily as this was one of my negative habits since young. But today, despite the fact that I was going to mentally pass out, I continued her present. As people knocked on my door, I wanted to cuss so badly. My mental could no longer stand it. I need sleep, I need rest. But now, I need time, as much as possible to finish what was at my hands, to pass it to Chiho as a memorable present.

I did not make that present for her just because I thought I should. Well, few days ago, yeah, it was for that reason why I planned to make her this album + diary. My plans were actually quite simple: make her a photo album, and give a name for all the photos. But now, it changed. I began writing long notes for her, notes about what we did those days, notes about what happened, what she did here. You can say it was a small book that contains all of our memories together. I want it for myself, if possible. I wanted a copy of it. But, I know, it's best if it is in her hands.

While doing her present, I have no thoughts of giving up that came across my mind at all. Instead, I was even worrying that she might not like it because of the impurities, which is mostly my written mistakes, and maybe grammar mistakes. [Because I wrote half of the entries in Japanese.] I even considered for some time if she will understand what I wrote, so I tried to avoid difficult words, and focus on the easy ones. I even blamed myself for my ugly writing. Chiho, to me, this present was worth so much. So, I hope you will treasure it.

When the present was finally done, I was so happy. I couldn't let it go for one second. When my mother volunteered to take care of it for me until we reached the airport, I took it from her in the car. I held it tight by me, afraid that I might forget to pass it to her before she leaves for Japan.

Chiho, you might be reading the album + diary right now. I don't know how you will feel, what you will think. But, Chiho, all I want you to confirm with me, is that you will never forget about us here in Malaysia. No. Matter. What. =)

Thank you for your origami letters, Chiho. I read them, and I was touched. Although the japanese one was hard to read, I understood half of what you're trying to say, without a dictionary. =P

"When I went to your school, you protected me. When we went to camp, you said to me 'Be careful!' many times. I was very happy!"

I laughed after reading that. =) Thank you for those messages, Chiho. My tears from the airport is returning to me. I can't believe I cried so much tonight, Chiho. When I saw you cry, the tears start to gather in my eyes as well, for some reasons. When we were parting, my tears began to flow out from my eyes to my cheeks. When I see Robin, Satomi and you crying while coming over to hug me for one last time, I can't hold it on anymore. I said to you, "Don't cry. Don't cry anymore." But I myself was crying so much, sobbing softly.

I thought the fact that Satomi cried was wonderful. Lol. I never thought she was someone like that. When I first saw you, Satomi, for some reasons, I know we'll be good friends. When I know Ivy is going to be your roommate, I told her, "You're lucky. Both Satomi and Naoyo are talkative." Lol. And we became best friends right after my visit to your room. My little hentai Satomi... =D When I saw you cry, I asked, "Satomi? Are you crying?" And you're like... "Of course lah!" And you came over to hug me...

Robin, when I saw you in the airport, you were crying already. I handed you the present I was going to give to only a few of you who were closer to me, you looked so happy. Robin, before we parted, you're the one who hugged me the most times. Robin, I thank you for being my first YE friend during the camp. [excluding Chiho of course. xP] You were in the same team as me, and when we were playing the water gun game, I told you, "Lets protect our country!" And you played along with me. When I was afraid I will have no friends in the camp, you were the first to approach me. Thank you, Robin.

I'll stop now. I'm getting all teary-eyed again. *wipes eyes* Overall, thank you, Chiho Enomoto, Kasumi Taura[Robin], and Satomi Takashima, for the wonderful memories. You three, are my best-est japanese friends in the whole world! No, you three, are my japanese family. =) Goodbye, and hope you will not forget about me.

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As most of you might already know, Chiho left Malaysia today. I was occupied for the whole day today, so skipping school is the best solution. I was locked in my room to finish Chiho's present: Album and diary 2in1. =) I pasted all the photos in one page and on the other page, I wrote diary entries for her. From August 5th when she arrived, until August 25th when she left. Everyday. Despite the fact that I have no records at all of what happened at that specific day, I brainstormed a lot today to recall of the dates of those events, those wonderful and some sad memories.

Chiho's arrival to Malaysia created many laughter for us. But, people who are closer to me knows this well: I was in a terrible mood all these days. I get angry very easily, until I am a huge and idiotic jerk. I get angry at whoever was in my sight. I scold people or just affects people's moods because of my fury. I want people to know I'm angry, so that they won't continue to stimulate my rage anymore.

I will not talk of the reasons of my unreasonable anger here, but I will talk on the good memories. Chiho, was, at first, just a normal friend in my opinion. I thought that, when she comes here to Malaysia, we're going to be good pals, and just have our little farewells without tears at all. But, I was proven wrong. Before today, I always thought that my relationship with Chiho was merely a normal friendship, an acquaintance. But today, when I was spending all my last strength to finish her present, I noticed: I see her more than a friend, I see her as a family member, as a sister.

For usual events, I will give up doing something easily as this was one of my negative habits since young. But today, despite the fact that I was going to mentally pass out, I continued her present. As people knocked on my door, I wanted to cuss so badly. My mental could no longer stand it. I need sleep, I need rest. But now, I need time, as much as possible to finish what was at my hands, to pass it to Chiho as a memorable present.

I did not make that present for her just because I thought I should. Well, few days ago, yeah, it was for that reason why I planned to make her this album + diary. My plans were actually quite simple: make her a photo album, and give a name for all the photos. But now, it changed. I began writing long notes for her, notes about what we did those days, notes about what happened, what she did here. You can say it was a small book that contains all of our memories together. I want it for myself, if possible. I wanted a copy of it. But, I know, it's best if it is in her hands.

While doing her present, I have no thoughts of giving up that came across my mind at all. Instead, I was even worrying that she might not like it because of the impurities, which is mostly my written mistakes, and maybe grammar mistakes. [Because I wrote half of the entries in Japanese.] I even considered for some time if she will understand what I wrote, so I tried to avoid difficult words, and focus on the easy ones. I even blamed myself for my ugly writing. Chiho, to me, this present was worth so much. So, I hope you will treasure it.

When the present was finally done, I was so happy. I couldn't let it go for one second. When my mother volunteered to take care of it for me until we reached the airport, I took it from her in the car. I held it tight by me, afraid that I might forget to pass it to her before she leaves for Japan.

Chiho, you might be reading the album + diary right now. I don't know how you will feel, what you will think. But, Chiho, all I want you to confirm with me, is that you will never forget about us here in Malaysia. No. Matter. What. =)

Thank you for your origami letters, Chiho. I read them, and I was touched. Although the japanese one was hard to read, I understood half of what you're trying to say, without a dictionary. =P

"When I went to your school, you protected me. When we went to camp, you said to me 'Be careful!' many times. I was very happy!"

I laughed after reading that. =) Thank you for those messages, Chiho. My tears from the airport is returning to me. I can't believe I cried so much tonight, Chiho. When I saw you cry, the tears start to gather in my eyes as well, for some reasons. When we were parting, my tears began to flow out from my eyes to my cheeks. When I see Robin, Satomi and you crying while coming over to hug me for one last time, I can't hold it on anymore. I said to you, "Don't cry. Don't cry anymore." But I myself was crying so much, sobbing softly.

I thought the fact that Satomi cried was wonderful. Lol. I never thought she was someone like that. When I first saw you, Satomi, for some reasons, I know we'll be good friends. When I know Ivy is going to be your roommate, I told her, "You're lucky. Both Satomi and Naoyo are talkative." Lol. And we became best friends right after my visit to your room. My little hentai Satomi... =D When I saw you cry, I asked, "Satomi? Are you crying?" And you're like... "Of course lah!" And you came over to hug me...

Robin, when I saw you in the airport, you were crying already. I handed you the present I was going to give to only a few of you who were closer to me, you looked so happy. Robin, before we parted, you're the one who hugged me the most times. Robin, I thank you for being my first YE friend during the camp. [excluding Chiho of course. xP] You were in the same team as me, and when we were playing the water gun game, I told you, "Lets protect our country!" And you played along with me. When I was afraid I will have no friends in the camp, you were the first to approach me. Thank you, Robin.

I'll stop now. I'm getting all teary-eyed again. *wipes eyes* Overall, thank you, Chiho Enomoto, Kasumi Taura[Robin], and Satomi Takashima, for the wonderful memories. You three, are my best-est japanese friends in the whole world! No, you three, are my japanese family. =) Goodbye, and hope you will not forget about me.