See... Erica's blog got me feeling all emo and "feeling-feeling" again. Eee... I don't like this. I've met quite a few whom I've shared some nice, wonderful moments with... Whether they're psychos or foreigners or married or watever, those memories are still nice. And I chose to remember those funny and sweet episodes I had with them. My life is like a sitcom, I feel.

A very, very gd fren of mine once told me that the reason why I felt indignant or turned-off or scared or freaked-out by these men is because I just haven't met the one yet...

Yah. Maybe.

It's like a slide projector - my mind - and after clicking back all those sweet memories, still it comes down to one memory in particular.

It was a crush. So funny. It was a terrible one. Infatuated like nobody's business. I remembered I confided in almost all my gd frens. I called them, discussed about it for hours. Like a school girl smittened by that school boy. Yah, pretty much like that. I liked him alot and I thought he did too. We were close, quite close and for once, I felt comfortable with a guy but while I was sure about myself... I wasn't sure about him.

The reason why I didn't say anything was becos I was torn bet 2 frens. Him and her. Both are my gd frens. Both, at one point I'm sure, felt somethin for each other. And I denied every speculation that came. Well, I never knew how he felt towards me till today and vise versa. And it shall stay that way.

Eee.. so drama-mama. Like some soap opera except that it's full of shit. Hahah. Well, some things are better left unsaid; and I hv since moved on.

But there's just one slight problem... I think I still have a tinge of that "feeling" towards him even after soooo many years. And I realised that like a few hours ago.

Well, screw it all I guess cos I'm never gonna say anything ever again.



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