SAMANTHA FOO.
SMURFIE
1T10'06 2T10'07
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Wednesday, November 09, 2005
grand slam classics
something bout that
so they climed rooftops for long talks , took a long train ride from pasir ris , messaged marathons , had dinner , crafted work in art lessons , braved through tough times together , share simillar passion for marine , bought apple juice and kaya bread - her favourite , when she had no appetite , passed notes in class , exchanging gifts with her name carved on it , were ever so ready to open up to each other .
intolerable cruelty
and that girl there isnt her . what struck her when she read that ? that she had instant waterfalls down her rocky cheeks ? she knows he did that because he had a crush on her . and not on her . how so , did her adrenal cause her glands to swell and well . how so did her heart beat pump faster with every milisecond ? as she read on , she was hoping it wasnt him , the one she didnt wanted to appear . and usually it wouldnt be . not in this case . she was suspicious of the text written . especially their passion . and finally , a happy birthday my friend . that she knew it was that him she had been talking about . and her emotions got the better of her . its not that she is in the wrong as she writes that entry , its just something about what she wrote that hindered her feelings . at times , she wondered if she her heart was cheating her feelings , but she reassured herself that she only had heart for another , and he was just a lost sheep from her flock , rebellious , not wanting to return . the question is then , this friendship . can she salvage ?
& I'm lovin' it
17:19
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