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Thursday, April 10, 2008

now, army.
and growing up.
whatever so, whatever it may be.
goodnight, goodnight.
what i want to say, you know.

my eye is swollen yet again. terrible, really and i freaked out this morning. i'm very lousy at taking care of myself these days. too lazy to get out and see a doctor. and i pigged out the entire afternoon on the bed. comfy bed, boys are gonna miss very badly. ): and i do miss them, now that they're gone over to the little island. everyone of them. ever lesser hangouts, msn-ing. now that weekends have become so significant, it'll be hard to meetup again, i guess. ns,ns. take care, all you bald headed boys.

and mann has left ): feels so though i'm saying goodbye to an army boy. even though i've only known her for less than a week, it's been awesome having her around. at least, there's someone my age to hang around with. well, good luck for your interviews. (: and i seriously think she's damn smart and hardworking. like some superwoman in disguise.

missing would just be an understatement, i seem to always say. well, isn't it true? people always come and go, like after primary school, after secondary school and blahblah. through everything we've been through, and then alas, we've to part in some ways. though we try and try to not break apart, the distance seems to take it's toll. but there're times when we're so connected and despite the distance, we're able to hold the relationship, the friendship together. maybe all it takes is just a phone call, a message. a dinner out. well, i do hope we won't drift apart just because the wheel never stops.

september.