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so she says;






not so secret anymore.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007

looking at the calendar seems pretty far from the weekend.

attended the wake last night. i hesitated as i walked towards his coffin and saw his picture being framed up. his dad is a traditional man and up close, i saw them put up his favourite Billabong Tee and Cola. my tears welled up. my heart sickened. still struggling with the fact that he is gone. i saw jaz and hub sobbed, for the first time.

i felt uneasy with his mom looking at my direction every so often. we left about thirty minutes. looking at his picture and belongings, memories of him flashed back even when i was about to doze off. jaz experienced the same as well when loke left her alone at home that night.

sean sent me a mail to inform me. we are not exceptionally good but club once or twice, late-night suppers, arcade and test driving. how time flies. those were the nightss. subaru club members were there as well.

oh wellss..

on a lighter note, hitting the malls.

@11:39 AM