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Tuesday, March 25, 2008, 12:05 AM
there's always one person in your life, where u rattle about everything under the sun.
all the forbidden dirty little secrets that linger around your mind, you only tend to open up to this one person. because you know that he/she will never misunderstand you, misjudge u.

&& this one very special person in my life, nesha.
after much postponed dates, finally met her today.
as usual random phone calls, random plans.
aimless trip to Plaza Singapura, snuggling into a comfortable corner seat in Mac.
there was this flow of conversations that went on and on.
it never seem to have a full-stop at any point of time.
&& not forgetting our evil plans. :P

finally we separated each other.
hugging each other, not wanting to let go each other.
i know, dramatic isn't it.
but, it's just that i can never get enough of her.

i love nesha.


on a more separate and irritating note.
i am not les, people.
just because i kiss a girl, it doesn't make me a les.
i love guys, i lust guys and i only want a male partner.
urgh!

&& yes, i saw 2 gays on the train on the way to dhoby ghaut.
it was so bloody traumatizing!!