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

Monday, June 12, 2006 @ 11:18 PM


it was a spur of a moment to suggest a slumber party at amelia's place.

brief background info

.:met when baby fats were ruling our lives:.
.:introduced by our mutual ah lians frens in sec 1:.
.:we were the northerns & would see each other in the same cabin almost everyday, until she shifted to simei:.
.:schmates once again in ngee ann:.

being the last min sort of person, my bag was packed just before i got out and that resulted in many things sitting around at home instead of being in my bag.

dinner was a spread at soup restaurant. after depositing my luggage at her place, we went to cheeeseeeecake cafe!

the experience was totally different compared to the times i've been there in the day with my churchmates.

by the fact that amelia is driving there puts me on estacy and erm my parents on a heart attack. actually i think i "resurrected" many times from their precious son's precarious driving skills.

da ladiee driveer

taking a pic together in case we died in an accident.


choc makes you & me happy :)) have u taken yr daily boost of choc?

it's comforting to know that you are not alone facing the struggles in life. it's therapeutic to engage in serious discussions ( we dont jus gossip) with somebody who is on the same frequency. it is pure pleasure to just bond, trying some of her clothes, play make up and head out to shop.

i wish i had more of such stuff in sec sch n not be bothered with those silly emotional stuff.

hmm weird enuff, my friends are like gas molecules (largely individuals who have weak or no bonds with other friends) instead of solid molecules(a group of friends with strong bonds). you can apply the childhood logic to my situation. "i dont friend her/him lor so we dont hang out together". fortunately, we are all grown ups and that " if u friend her i dont friend you" logic doesnt apply. anyway the above explains e xtra trips i have to make to meet up with other fren(s).

i think i only have a handful of close sec school pals and i think almost all of them x'cept the above read my blog for updates.

hope to meet up with the aussie mates soon ( read lulu & val)

i miss u lulu & val.




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