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.Saturday, August 30, 2008.

i led down on my bed.
thinking on what happened a few days back.
it all seemed like a dream...
a real-life dream.
yes, it may look crazy, but its definitely NOT.
me getting all out of love,
liking the guy which i thought i would never notice.

the silence he always has is that he is listening.
secretly, i couldn't wish more to see him again.
i really hope to be in the same class as him...
i want to know him more...
i knew that to be with him,
i really need to study hard.
get into a good class.



iloveyou
always.
4:50 AM