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Krys day out
Monday, April 02, 2007, 1:48 AM
For the past week there's 5 day school and some fun out with Krystal on wed but the rest was dull dull and more dull. So I'll only talk bout the fun part. The day out with Krys started after one of my afternoon lessons. Then was straightaway movie time! Stomp the yard has inspired me a lot. I wanna start dancing again. It gives me the rush to chiong to nearest nightclub and dance my head off. Right before that we had dim sum at sin wang hong kong cha chan teng. It was really fun eating out with Krys cause both of us are pigs and we have similar taste in food and just simply love eating out tgr. The only difference is that she's slimmer than i am! And it used to be the other way round, see how eating has affected us? lolx... we had little to talk about all through arcade and billiard until we finally sat down till it's time to go home. Some real serious talk and heavy topics about family and studies. I find both of us have many things in common but she's more fortunate to not know everything that happens in her family. I told her it's a blessing not to know so much. Before we left i demanded a hug from her. Same friend, more things in common, more understanding of each other i presume but the hug no longer feels the same as 3 years back while we're backstage just before going onstage where we hugged to encourage and to comfort each other's excitement. Maybe i'm asking too much for a hug or i have changed or she has changed or both of us changed or my heavy talk scared her or turning into adulthood's like that. I don't know. We both had funstill and it's all that matters.