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Wednesday, July 21, 2004

i remember those daes wen i didnt have u.
yellow card together. just smiling. classmates.
remember how we sung together.
all the metallica songs.
any songs we knew. remember congo? and my pink bra incident.
principal's office together. eating kua chee at the back of the class.
interclass netball. lots more. beeping pager. etc.

i remember those daes when couldnt have u.
i would stare at u.
sometimes not only thru my eyes but mind.
bumping into u in school. blushing. purposely bumping into u.
i miss the times i caught u staring at me too. secret letters. dating slowly.
one step at a time.smiling.
u make me happy.

den wen we were together.
how the teachers keep hinting dat relationship should wait.
but we didnt give up. still not giving up.
i bet some ppl were cursing for a break up.
how abt the time u sneaked me a kiss in front of the office
shocked everyone. didnt get caught.
the times we fought on the way to skool.
but wen recess comes. we smiled.
waiting for u after soccer. dnt.
sending me home, on 87. holding hands til my blk.
how we always go to toa payoh lib.
only to hear its closing in 30 mins.
our "one two three FATED".
meet the parents. bump into the parents.
and lots more...
i miss those time when i had u every time. any time.

with things moving so fast. i dun wan us to move off track.
dun wan us to drift apart. i dun even wanna miss u.
baby, i love u no matter what.

9:38:00 pm

Anahraf El Diab
I wish i could say that i'm unique and different but that would be a lie. from my mom, i stole her features, her attitude and 1/5 of her strength. i kinda ripped of my dad's hairstyle and that obviously isnt a choice. i think i would be a fashion disaster or a real girly girl if it werent for my brother and thank god for that. at the same time, i would have been naive and maybe a boy if it werent for my sister. hur hur. the rest of me, i picked it up somewhere along the way thru my 19 years old journey and that is what u gotta find out.


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