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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Monday, June 22, 2009 }

HAHA, what else can I say? Kids are freaking hilarious.

Okay, so today is really just to WAN (: Because I just feel like now's the right time to dedicate a whole post to her XD

Seriously I think its just the whole reminiscing on what we used to do in secondary school, when we were guy crazy. When we'd sit around in class singing songs by MICHELLE BRANCH and WESTLIFE. When we had long weird hair that we tied in tight pony tails. When we sat around in class and compared english composition scores. Where we'd laugh at Ms Ng YY's dressing and call her skirts curtains. Where we'd whack each other to keep ourselves awake in class. Where the only reason we were really together was because we were different from the other girls.

So for those who DONT know, I honestly feel that our friendship truly started showing only after we left Hillgrove. I mean, since when in secondary school do we tell each other stuff? Since when in sec school do we ever call each other in the middle of the night just cos we're bored. Since when do we ever sms each other a whole day. Or better yet, since when did we bother spending a whole day out together AND enjoy it.

So yes, people ask what is it that keeps our friendship going? I'm just gonna say its this feeling that she knows me so damn well. Its this feeling that I can rely on her whenever I need someone. Its knowing that this friendship has evolved so much more than any other friendship has over the years. Its knowing that 7 years of friendship is not even close to the length this friendship would go.

So Wan, for the many years of doing retarded stuff together and getting into shit together, THANKS FOR BEING THERE and (duh.) I love you! :D

& "PLAY!!!!...wooohooo..with marianne, and honestly, theres no one i'd rather go with ;) " heh.


{ fin }