nonsense roaming around central on sunday with anwar was fun. simple, aimless but nice. i realise we never plan things to do. go somewhere and wander about.

i miss ming. no one can really quite understand me like her. in the i don't need to say a thing, and she gets it kinda way. i haven't seen her in like a month ): she's been so sick and all. plus no1. her hse phone is whacked. no2. she doesn't reply messages all that often, and when she does she replies using her dad phone. thus when i reply late, it ends up being read by her dad and replied to by him. no3. she nvr calls back my missed calls. which ends up with us hardly catching each other. grumbles.

its quite funny how i now end up spending the most time, dancing & talking to beatrice. she's been my lifesaver. and it took us 5 years to get here.

everything looks ok from far. take a closer look, and you'll see all the cracks showing through.