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To the stars that played with the darkness
I sang of love and burned up completely

Saturday, June 25, 2005 @ 12:50 AM

left out the mrt part. here it goes

i was standing towards the direction which the sliding doors open at braddell station. My eyes were glazing everywhere and i spotted a familiar figure. I scanned from head to toe : similar sport shoes, polar tee except tt i dun recall him wearin black in sch, berms, fat but solid arms and legs, similar hairstyle... no wait isnt he supposed to be bald now? hmm he takes mrt?

time was running out for me, i was like could you please wake up and stop sleeping! i wanna see your face! o well.. was hoping that i could catch a glimpse of his appearance. heng ge lao sai.. hahaha i saw. pardon my language. just at the last moment b4 the doors slide open.. he woked up. heh heh cheyzzzzz not pang ge ge la.

moral of the story.. most pang ge ges look alike



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