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the.girl


Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
monday night.
there was just the 2 of us.
thank god. i love the night together.

i was so thick-skinned to follow him back.
i could have jolly well taken 166 back home which was what i always did
but i chose to take 165 with him.
i didn't care a hood that i might miss the last bus and ended up taking a cab.
and the worst thing was that i was penniless at that time.
okay, so i just set my mind to take the bus all the way to the interchange and whether or not i miss my last bus, let fate decides.
so i went ahead with my decision and managed to catch the last 963 in the end.
it's been such a long time since i ever sat so close to him.
the first time, i remember, was when we took the back seat.
that night, though we sat at the front, at the very least we sat together!
and we were busy teasing each other about my sms.
but following him to buy food, walk to the bus stop was something very casual and comforting.
i felt closer to him and and.......i don't know.
the feeling was just very comfortable.
and i appreciate for that fact he's concerned about my safety.
yea..he smsed me and again, this landed me in sweet dreams.
i dreamt about him lor.
just as true as what it goes "ri you suo si, ye you suo meng".






yesterday i went to peninsula plaza to get a book.
being a direction noob, i was filled with worry that i may end up at the wrong bus stop,
either over-alighting or under-alighting.
at last, i found the place and managed to got hold of the book.
he recommended me this book which was a magic itself.
it got me hooked as soon as i made my purchase and started to read.
that uncle thought that i was a teacher.
haha. do i look like one?
so i can't explain the amount of satisfaction i had for going to a foreign place alone and manged to come back in the end.
kudos to myself!!!
haha...
even my daddy was shocked.
"you found your way there?"
"yes daddy, i did."
thanks to him for instilling the concept of taking public transport in me.
muacks!

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