i'm outside of the house holding onto an umbrella. it started raining the night before, somewhere around the time i shouted in your face.


my umbrella is colourful among the many black ones. it wasn't even mine. i just took it without thinking. i was too busy thinking, as usual, to not realize you walking up to me. coming out of my daze, i see you and smile. and out of the corner of my eye, i could see them point at us and whisper.

you looked nervous when you said sorry. and truth be told, i was shocked you even cared. i'm sorry i shouted at you. that just hit a sore spot.

i remember the first night at the house. when we both got bored so we went for a walk. now that alley was scary. with the idea of stray dogs. you were so hyper ! and we just talked about everything we could think of.


my birthday party was even better. especially when you danced. and it was interesting when you came on time. i guess it's good being half european. :P

it definitely got complicated, but i'm glad you're still a good friend.


i saw the message when i was cleaning out my inbox. don't worry, i didn't fully wipe you out. too bad, we didn't take any pictures, at least i could put it up here. maybe when you come back here, we'll lepak. we can go to a club and dance. and i'll dance circles around you. joookes. :)

hopefully none of your girls will find this post offensive.

oh and i don't have a boyfriend lah. just lots of problems.