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I've always thought myself to be a calm and organised person if i ever met people whom belonged to my past.

At least, i aim to be someone like that.

I proved myself wrong yesterday.

Meeting them wasn't preplanned.

I saw them first, thinking luckily, we were heading different directions.

Later, we coincidentally met again. Inside a shop.

The girl smiled and waved to me.

I tried returning a smile.

Me was selfish.

I dragged Fren out of the shop before he could even try his polo tee on.

I apologised later. Somehow i think i need to explain to him.

I didn't know i could still feel the pain after so long.

It's not that i still love him. It's just... i don't know how to explain that feeling i experienced at that point of time. Maybe i was never properly prepared. Maybe i thought i will never ever meet them again.

Went home, told my mother. Unexpectedly, she said this:

"You lah, got so many lovers. So 滥情。"

Nothing can beat this line, i guess.

Very calmly, i walked back to my room.

Tears streamed down my face. And it's good that Fren didn't know.

At least when i turned and looked around for someone,

i found Tiramisu.

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On a lighter note...

People go camp sure slim down one, right?

Why is it after that camp, i felt like i've gained more than 5 kilos? Hah, kidding lah. No 5 kilos lah, but somehow i feel fat lehs...How come ah?

Thanks to all the rice eating and 3 full meals per day. Plus macdonaldy orders.

Alamak! Now how to squeeze into all my gong xi fa cai dresses??? Sh**.

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