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Saturday, January 12, 2008 Y 12:11:00 AM


okay let's see..
bumped into quite a number of people yesterday.
wow, 4 in one day, amazing huh.
tsk, make me reminisce those days only
and thinking of how they've changed, well to a certain extent..
and plus looking through friendster profiles and such..
sometimes makes everything feel so surreal.
like, wow, i actually spent time with them and all.
but yeah, as much as i kinda dislike it,
the fact is we wouldn't keep in contact with all the friends we meet huh.

and he went in today.
wanted to send him off..
but being a good student after hearing what
my teacher said, i didn't in the end.
okay, i'm sad to some extent..
like feels weird knowing he's not around and all,heh.
okay but at least it ended with a so called "hug".


and once again, the superficiality of people.
yet love has to fit in somewhere..still.



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