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Sunday, November 30, 2008



& love is when someone hurts you and you get so mad
but you don't yell at them cause you know it'll hurt their feelings

and everyone wonders why you still love the person who's hurt you
truth is, you don't know either.
after a while, you feel a sense of relief, as though you're really feeling happy again
but deep inside you know you're just going into denial
you thought you got over them when in actual fact
you simply stopped showing how you truly felt.

and i'm bullshitting, dang.

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yipee doodle! hah.
i'm heppy, obviously.
game with EXOL ytd was alright,
but i've gotta improve on my PATHETIC shooting percentage.
what happened at kallang thereafter had to be one of the most unexpected things.

we (the netballers) went to Sportslink
and since yy wanted to but slippers, she asked for some of our opinion.
then i stayed with her to get her size and all that sorta thing.
that's when i saw that pair of nike slippers.
but a foreign guy was holding on to the display piece.
so i had to wait till the salesady got him his size before trying on the display piece.
that's when the conversation started.
he suddenlt said "where did you get those?" *nodding towards my slippers*
i was taken aback for a split second but i replied
"oh, i got them from NUM."
then i practically started promoting Havainas
you should have been there, yy was trying not to laugh.
then the saleslady came with another design and he just told her he didn't want it anymore.
he thanked me and wished me good day,
while the saleslady looked at me with the expression
"you just lost us a customer"
that guy and i just chatted as though we were friends lah, so funny.
but i was really glad for him :D

and just that was enough to make me happy the whole night.

he told me that you calmed me down
somehow you just have that ability.
i can't say otherwise; i can't deny that fact
but what power does that fact have?
not an inch
cause you don't give a damn about us
and that's the only thing that robs the fact of the power it's suppose to hold.



thanks for spending such a long time with me at the shop
and you didn't even get impatient!
plus making you come down last night to pass me the stuffs
(though i pull out on you occasionally on sundays, sorry)
i really appreciate it :D

and you, your text msgs never fails to perk me up
or encourage me, or make me laugh out loud even if i'm on the train.
thanks, honestly :)


P.S i'm not gonna get to see mr. eye candy next week either. aww.