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Saturday, February 06, 2010
work was super duper tiring today but we managed to pull through.
something unexpected happened today.
yes. something that i used to be wishing it to happen.

the clock strike 10.45pm when the bus came.
it was a double deck bus.
walking towards the back of the bus looking for a place to sit.
suddenly, our eyes met.
yes. met for just a second.
i took a sit and i knew its him.
we're 1 sit apart.
i couldn't think much cos i was busy turning on my MP3 player.
yes, we're like stranger.complete stranger.
that's when my heart aches.
how could you?
not a single smile.

when i got down,
i noticed you took a glance.
yes, don't denied it.

faan,
i knew its you.
how could i not remember the person who cook maggie mee for me at Mount Ophir.


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