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Usually have a lot of things to say. Just no mood to blog. =x
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It's her.
Was at the coffeeshop beside Macdonalds at Clementi earlier in the evening, and guess who I saw. Her. The one that caused sleepless nights and endless tears. Carrying her big backpack and walking past the place with a guy beside her. I don't know why, but my reflex action was to look down and hope the huge containers of barley and bandung would conceal me; I was ordering drinks at the stall. I'm not sure if she saw me, but as they walked past I turned and kept my eyes on her, until she went the distance. I'm pretty sure she did see me. Are things that bad? Or am I directing my own movie plot again? Otherwise I had a wonderful evening. Had dinner with Princess P and sent her home. Her mum made snowskin mooncakes and gave me some to try. =) Isn't that lovely. =D =D Tastes good too. Got a long saturday ahead. Going Pasir Ris park with some mentees and fellow mentors for a day out, and then my friend's birthday celebration. Haven't been feeling very well, so I've actually said I wouldn't be going to the football session this coming sunday morning. I forsee a tired me at the end of saturday night. Oh the pain of missing out on football!! Ah crap. Back to work. Stone. Sleep. triggering Mr Ng HS |
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