i wonder if i should talk to you on the 26th-28th. or you will even wanna talk to me when we meet. i even dreamt of walking down orchard road with you.

i wonder if you felt anything when we left. but then again, even after you left, you still called for me after that.

i wonder if i should even talk to you, ever again. i dont know the consequences, though i know the severity of it if all goes wrong.

i wonder, if you still remember me.

i wonder why we even started. we were not even supposed to know each other. your hair cut, the band dinner clothings, dinner at parkway's pastamania, the pictures, and there we were, hand in hand.

i dont even know what struck us to even think of getting together.

remember the lady, the hairdresser?

as i sat there. after a random sat class, i happen to feel bored. and you happen to be next to me. and you said you were going to cut your hair. and i followed cos i had nothing to do. something i had never done before, have have never done ever since. i sat on the empty chair, spacing out, listening to my ipod. and the hairdresser commented, "wah. your boyfriend very guai hor. sit and wait for you to cut finish." and we hurriedly corrected, "nolah, we're not together."

and that's, how it all started. you, suddenly came into my life.

before, i couldnt see you. even if you were in front of me, all i saw was the people around you.
but then, after that very afternoon, you became someone. someone i knew. all i saw, was people surrounding you.



but now, i wonder.

i wonder, if you even think of me.

the least.

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it is no longer painful, its become numb. but somehow, i dont know. i miss you?

sigh, not again.

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life's boring. so boring that im starting to think of negative stuffs again. my mind's swayyyinggg.

i swear the tears are back.

and i will only maple when i think of you. cos its the only thing that helps me get you out of my mind.