i really want(ed) to learn to make connie's porridge.

Perhaps it was all too good to be true. Maybe you were only meant to be a dream.

Meeting C was one of the best things that has happened to me. By that i dont mean that he's the perfect guy la, haha. But through knowing him, i made a great friend and got to know more fun people. I've been having a lot of fun for the past 8 months or so with this new group of friends. I felt included for once, in another home besides mine.

He (and his friends) opened my eyes to a whole new level of fun. So fun, i can't imagine what my perception of clubbing would be should i have gone with anyone else. Supper nights, midnight movies, dvd evenings, the list could go on and on.

Of course, i cant deny that he's been a great guy with a great personality, family and friend-wise. I've enjoyed almost every single moment we've spent together, be it just watching dvds and having instant noodles at home, or out in the clubs. So blissful, but maybe this is not the time when he wants to lead a life like this. Or maybe i'm just not the right person.

It's been a long time since i've said this, and will probably be the last time, but i love you baby.

Love, me and the tear that just rolled down.

Ps: i know i'll still be around waiting.