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My Ex.
Posted at Monday, October 1, 2007

Just woke up from a dream bout my Ex. Fun how i suddenly just dream bout her after not seeing her for bout a year long. Guess i should at least write down what i still remember bout our relationship before time distorts my memory.......

I met her at BAoc, back then i was a senior buddy in charge of her class and she was just one of the many girls in the class. I guess being a as much blur-cock as i always was i didnt really remember her ( her name too ) until an accident happened.

BAoc just ended and everyone was making their way to KAP mac, on the journey, she had a really bad sprain and cant really walk, well being a very good leader, i decided to carry her to KAP, guess my fitness was quite bad then, carry a 43 kg girl was enough to make me breathless and feel like dying. Nonetheless i still had to keep a straight face, pretend to be very strong and thank god it isnt the other heavier girl which sprain her ankle. I even carried her home after that (Ok it is more like carry her and hail a cab to send her home haha).

Anyway subsequently we kept in contact and on one occasion, we went out to get a present for my another freshie's bday. Our relationship became closer as days go, but well, still being as shy as ever, i never really did anything. Ok ... minus the couple of times , my good frens alvin and kendrick force me up a bus to send her home. I was rather afraid to take first step( as usual, i think Boy school guys are like this ).

Many things happened along the way ( Cant remb wat are they though, thats what one year of not thinking bout it does to me ) and on a eventful, sensing that she is quite pissed i never clarify and say anything bout whats up with us , i decided to mount all my courage to tell her i like her. Apparently mounting all my courage took bout half an hour as i mumble and stammered and changed topic throughout the course of the half an hour while she still sat there try to comprehend what i am saying. At last the words came out and she never really said anything ( Or probably she did, but i cant remember. ) One week later ( Or a few days ) we are together .

We were together for 8 months before we broke up. As for what happened in the course, you will have to ask me yourself, unless u already knew. ( This was just recently added, there used to be a proper account of what happened, but since this blog is goin public, i guess, it is still better to be taken out. )

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