think she doesnt read this blog, so.

knew her since jc. she was very eye-catching- big, fair, rimmed specs, always alone, sulking. went over to her one day after plucking up all the courage i had in me, and chibabom! we were the best of frens. we sat together, crapped tg, went for crazy meals- always hungry man- and we did other crazy things- like taking the first bus tt came our way then dropping wherever we wanted; staying late for co then creeping to the locker to retrieve our store of fruit rolls and energy bars and choclate teddies and eating and laughing our heads off.

but we were too alike, our tempers. easily ruffled. quarrelled countless times, but always managed to patch it up, somehow. but glass is still glass. too many reparations mar it. cracks and glue all over. stress lines and fracture planes dominate the clear surface.

now she tells me: think we better not meet. feel tt we cant click any more- over sms, not even thru phone. ouch.

haha. we both saw tt coming actuali, back in jc. cos we were so alike, we wouldnt give in. and we Kept forseeing the day when we would quarrel so badly we would hate each other forever. now we are not there yet, but here we are, frozen. to prevent THAt catastrophe from happening. wth.

heck.