Monday morning already... The weekend just flew past like this. Anyway, this has been a rather unpleasant weekend for me. Too many thoughts on my mind, too many things to think about. Did I say Dad's gonna let me continue my studies at NTU? I'm so glad.


We broke up on Sunday morning.. I'd say about slightly less than 24 hours ago? Yeah. Talking couldn't solve anything. I can't believe I actually said that if he does not have the time for me then don't waste each other's time. Was so darn sad... He walked away and I was crying.. Like mad. I walked back home and changed and went out, with the intention of going back to Jean's chalet but while I was walking I heard footsteps behind me, got scared and turned around fast only to see him following me. He asked me why did I go out alone at that ghostly hour? What if something had happened to me?.. Actually from the way he responded to our break up I already knew how he felt about me.. That is why I was crying like mad. We sat at the stairs next to the Aranda Country Club entrance and talked.. I asked him many silly questions, things like, "Can I kiss you?" "Will we be best friends?" "Will you talk to me whenever you feel like talking to someone?" "Will you think of me?" "Will we get back together again?" "Can I call you when I need to talk to someone?" ..... All these questions made my heart ache... As much as I wanted him to tell me how he really feels, I didn't know how to react if he just took me into his arms and take my breath away at that very instant, when I was looking at him. When he was about to go, I stood up and held him tightly.. and we kissed. I thought it was for the last time... I decided not to go to Jean's chalet anyway (since he was very tired already) and we set off for my home. He took a pillow and slept on the floor... And I watched him from my bed before I crawled down to the floor and snuggled beside him. In the middle of our sleep, he woke me up, cuddled me and we slept again... Till morning.. 1130. Left my house at around 1245, I asked him "What are we now?" He just looked at me with that innocent look and took my hand in his. "Do we still mean what we said last night?" I asked.


"What? What happened last night?" was his answer.