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(Friday, November 16, 2007-)
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# I KEEP TELLING MYSELF-
3 Sundays ago, I went to j8 to pass some presents I had bought from Bangkok to one of my friends.
The meeting had been arranged on the day itself so it was kind of messy. j8 was chosen cause she had to go there to meet her mother anyway. Not like I live too far away from there so I had no problems with meeting up there. The only problem I had to face was the weather as i wanted to use public transport but my mom offered to send me so I was slightly reluctant.
When I had got there on that day I was extremely early and I had no where to go before she got to j8. Guess it was my own stupid fault for leaving right after we had confirmed that she was going to meet up with me and going there for the sole purpose of giving her the present. With nothing else to do I went up to sambawang to look at CDs.
Being in j8 alone feels really made me feel out of my comfort zone to say the least.
Hate being out on my own.
After about 15 minutes of looking at CDs and I remember seeing like 3 that I wanted to buy (too
bad I only had enough for one). She called me asking me where I was. I wanted to go and meet her, save her the trip up, however she was already making her way up. So I wait and waste time waiting.
Next call she made she was asking me if I was inside or outside the shop. At that moment i just walked right out of the shop and started spinning around outside the shop trying to spot her. She managed to spot me first so I waited outside sambawang waiting for her.
It didn't take long for her to get to me. I passed her the presents which consisted of a necklace for her sister, 3 rings and I offered her the friendship bracelet on her wrist but that she refused. One of the first few things she told me was 'Don't waste your money on me.'
I walked down with her since I had nothing else to do in j8 and I had to get the bus stop to get home. As we walked down I told her I still had more things for her, asked her to share the rings with her sister and a friend of ours cause she had met him recently. As we were about to go our separate ways she asked if I wanted to go see her sisters in Delifrance. I refused, I don't know why now but I refused.
As I walked off I remembered about the CDs I wanted. I whacked myself on the forehead, rolled my eyes and walked all the way back up to the top floor of j8. Bought a CD and went home.
I Don't Want To Lose You Y
the story ends like this;
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