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point is: get well soon.
Friday, June 13, 2008 @ 23:11
i had a brief conversation on msn with ain yesterday about something that is bothering me. the disturbing thing is, it is still bothering me and i cant seem to part with the thought of someone changing and developing so much in such a short period of time. is one year short? well i think it is, considering how much development that person have made. but the whole problem is, why am i thinking so much about it? what should i be feeling? help me out here.

on a lighter note,
i skipped school today. (:
but, i managed to finish up my part of the econs project. and i also met up with the two lovers today. hah.

went for yoga in the late morning with ain, and then off to visit the "injured" boy. seeing him all bandaged up like that really tempts me to just step on his foot. maybe that is the retribution for being so stubborn. but i guess he is making progress, from walking on crutches to just limping. seeing him limp to the kitchen to get us drinks, and then limp back. and then limp again to get the polar cakes, really made me laugh.
sometime, just looking at us together tickles me.

THEN: our first picture together, taken with my iriver (R.I.P), after he had a run and i was rushing to have a council picture taken. (we were not even together, then.)



NOW: 2 years and 9 months later, taken by muz with his phone, during a ice-cream supper at swensens. i had no idea what i was doing or thinking at that time but hafiz was clearly rubbing his tummy. lol.


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