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Thursday, July 12, 2007
my classmates in RP knows how excited i was today. but meeting you today wasn't the way i expected. the atmosphere was weird. the closeness we had totally disappeared. i don't even know the relationship between the both of us anymore. are we still friends? if so, is it just a status we label ourselves with? every time we pass each other it'll only be hi and then a bye, nothing else?

not much reaction when i gave you the stuff. i never did finish saying what i wanted to. i'm sorry for being so unprofessional with my words when talking to you.

ever thought why i actually went after you to wait for the lift together? i had loads to say to you but just didn't know how to during that situation. what has happened? i really want to know. and, i don't blame you for anything, so don't be sorry.

only in the recent weeks did i realise that your presence is still in my heart. there have been many other attractive girls i've seen and some i've known. but it's just a total different feeling. remember that day when i saw you from 187? your smile got me once more, and i fell deeper. i'm back to square one right now.

emotions emotions emotions. on Friday, there'll be trouble. i really believe so.


11:09 pm


capture the present

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Mr. TT
16-08-1989
single
DLSS, SCSS, RP
RPDB


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