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i am probably every feminists' nightmare... ...i go weak in the knees when he calls me funny (non-mushy names), "silly little thing"... ...i whine to him like there is no tomorrow... ...he's the reason why i am dying to try for NOC Shanghai... ...i call him for the slightest reasons... like telling him that the Dutch have no inkling of the term, "going Dutch".... or when i feel so frustrated with people not keeping to deadlines... ...i miss him even when the last time i saw him was midnight yesterday... funny how a year ago... when he suggested trying to ballot for World Cup tickets... i told him it's better not to plan so far ahead... coz we'll never know what is in store for us... i.e. wont be easy going through a break-up if you had air tickets worth a thousand bucks to your names that you cant transfer or whatever.... now we're contemplating applying for NOC together... which means a whole year in Shanghai, China... together... with no option of escape or running away from one another... *gasp* the kitkat phase is over... frankly... i dont know what got into me... maybe i just wanted to be extra sure... you know... CONFIRM plus CHOP! now i know i can count on him to be the rational and logical one whenever i just lose it... i dont deserve him... ...but hell, i'm never letting go. ----Stef stopped rambling at 03:00 --Link to Post |
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