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quite some time
03 June 2011

Just had a pretty decent conversation with a close friend of mine back then.
Finally, like after a gazillion months, I signed in to Messenger and of all the chats that popped out like suddenly, one struck me the most. Usually, on normal days, I wouldn't even had bothered to entertain this joker. Mostly because whatever he talks about are mostly crap. But this guy has apparently grown up so much during the time we didn't talk, meet or bump into each other, despite the 100 over mutual friends we have and my ex, being one of them.

So the first thing he said was a greeting that goes like, "woit, what happened?"
After years of not speaking to each other, he pretty much have a lot to say huh?

So we talked and talked. Big boy all grown up now, with girlfriend in tow.
And now he's texting me, being annoying little bitch and I'm ignoring him because he's apparently bored out of his mind and his girlfriend is sleeping. HAHAHAHAHA. So proud of him now though. Wasn't much to be proud of him back then, but now, he's so much more in control of himself.

So anyway, point of this entry is that this boy here is missed by me.
And he knows that too.

Hopefully we'll meet sometime soon. (:


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