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Sunday, July 10, 2011 9:15 PM
Not anymore

男:十个男人九个坏,一个想作怪。你到底想怎么样嘛?!
女:那我就找第十一个!

Whr is my number 11?
Pathetic girl i'm.
Had the strepsils you used to buy for me. I still remember wht happen tht day.
We had sore throat and cough on the very same day. You brought me to bus stop and waited for the bus to come. The bus came. But you left even before the bus was right infront of me. The bus stop infront of me. It was too packed. I couldn't manage to get in. I wanted to gave you a text. But i didn't. I waited patiently for the other bus. Then suddenly you appear next to me again. You said tht you are when over to the Mama shop to get strepsils. Then you took it out, open the packet and pass me 12 lozenges. I rejected it. Telling you i don like to eat Black current flavour. I only eat Honey and Lemon. Then you push it back to me. Telling me to eat it. Then i told you i wont. I would return you the next time i sees you. He replied okay. I when up the bus, i took one lozenges. The tastes remains in my mouth until today.
The day before this. I when over to your house too. Your table had the whole packet of Strepsils Max(Blackcurrent) . Then you heard me coughing, you tried to stuffed it in my mouth, but you failed. You pop it into yours instead. Then you kissed me. The taste of blackedcurrent. It seriously make me cry when i had it in mouth. Everything is bout you.
I started eating tht flavour ever since then.

I almost cried when i was sitting in my father's car today. Hell. I am missing you. Are you?
Can we, can we, can we go back to how we was last time?
Gosh. I am just too naive. This would nvr happen. Atleast in Yanling's life.

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