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so she says;






no more turning point.
Friday, February 02, 2007


heartbreaker isnt it.
lovely friday. though how much i dread going "naked". things will be just fine.
this season seems to be ringing loud for wedding bells. or is it a trend to. i've seen numerous people getting together and parting. prolly i'm rather immune to hearing and witnessing. still, i told him, what will be, will be.
talking about this, reminds me of a incident. i was walking towards the lift lobby and upon reaching, i saw a decent old lady gazing at me. somewhat awkward, i gave a broken smile and gripped the bag i was holding. she approached me. i sorta tensed up and nod at her. she was rather friendly and said, "are you alas's wife?" almost immediately, i shook my head in disaggreement. her eyes shifted to the tiny rock on my finger. as if guilty kicks in, i stuffed my hand into my pocket.
brother's waiting for me (:

@5:57 PM