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the guy is going on his trek tomorrow... and i cant help but worry.. i always do... even when he fails to sms me when he gets home after driving me back... i would start to think about all the scary things that could have happened... and freak myself out... thing is... i'm sure he can take care of himself.. but i just cant help it... it's been a really busy period... Justin and i see each other pretty often because of Sea Sports, Windsurf... that he says we're going to know every pimple on each other's face man... no good... so i havent been thinking a lot... neither do i get to hang out at the guy's place for hours on end... watching tv programs... or reading... coz he is really tired after work at his parents office... and weekends are usually spent at the beach... i miss his quilt... and Judy's cooking... he doesnt seem to want me at his place very much either... though his grandmother did mention something to me along the lines of... "holidays are here... do come over more often to play..." wahaha... maybe it's the fatique... the knowing that he has to send me home thereafter if i stayed at his place till late... i am very capable of cocooning myself in his quilt refusing to go home so early... okok... i ought to be more understanding... coz the guy rocks. ----Stef stopped rambling at 01:36 --Link to Post |
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