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DingLi,19

Saturday, May 16, 2009

A week had past , yet so many things undone.
My body is aching like mad. 2.4 km with B. , gym with y.p and R. School's facilities was awesome, at least better than those at Yishun Stadium. :)
Caught Angels and Demons with R. and A. [ It was my first time hanging out with them]

I was wondering if you are real to me.The feeling had faded a little. Receiving your messages seemed like a routine, waiting for your text seemed like a chore. Entertaining you seemed so systematic. Yes , I love you and still hoping that you are different from them.