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2 years.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008 @ 12:48 AM
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this picture was taken on April 20, 2006.
we had breakfast together at Long John Silver's Paya Lebar.
before the Dragonboat tryouts.

i remembered, he made fun of me 'cause my braces were tight and i chewed on my food like a nenek.
he let me put clips on his hair, and actually took a picture with me all prepped up.
he sat at the front of the boat with me, when all the guys were seated at the back.
he wriggled his butt to write words in the air. and that made me laugh so hard!
he freaked out when something flew at him.
that was so funny!
he was patient with me at playing pool.
i also gave him a back massage at Marina Square.

we had so much fun.


back then, when i think of the times we laughed hard together,
i laugh too.
now, when i think of the times we laughed hard together,
i start to cry.
because i miss having so much fun with you.

i miss being carefree and always laughing with you.
i don't want to be stuck here feeling the opposite.
i want you to bite my arms, do the wrestling bulldog move on me in the middle of the mall.
let's play who-steps-on-the-lines-lose, or catch-the-most-droplets.
i want to sit at random places and take loads of pictures with you.
i want you to laugh at me when i tell you lame jokes.
i miss being happy together with you for a whole day.
i miss you.