screw FNA. dammit. whatttever. i just hope i dun do that badly. so much for studying so hard. then again, i was distracted for 1/2 the time, so... alright. i guess i have to study harder then.

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i really dunno what to do whenever u are near: part of me wants to grab u and not let go, another part of me says 'no'.

i think i can conclude, ive contracted a terminal desease. and there's a cure.. some where... the side effects of that cure? a broken heart.

i can't make up my mind if i hate or love you.

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She sat on the edge of his bed. while reading her text book, she constanly glanced up just to catch a view of his back, noticing the outline of his back and almost everything about him that she could just absorbed within her.

it was about 4 in the morning.

earlier on, they had gone out with the rest of their friends for a few drinks and some fun. He made her promised him on one condition if he went along: that she stayed up with him while he completed his assignment which was due that morning.

of course, she wasn't as evil to drag him to go, if she knew when it was due. He only disclosed it much later, to her horror.

and so they came back, at 4, as promised. so that he would be able to have time to complete his assignment.

after having taken her bath, she walked towards his room carrying her marketing text in one hand and her purple pillow in the other. " just in case, i get sleepy." she thought to herself.

and when she reached, he was already attempting his assignment, facing the computer with a focus and determined look on his boyish face. he turned around to look at her at the door, smiled and said, " i'll be with you shortly."

"sure," she replied. " you just do your work."

and so she settled on the edge of his bed, which was positioned parellel across the study table of which he was at. In a crosslegged position, she placed her text above the pillow which was on top of her legs. as she flipped the pages of her book, she can't help but realised that she had felt sth for him for a quite a period of time already although she just wasn't sure what it was.

it was about 5 plus when she laid down her pillow on his bed, and curled herself up. she fell asleep not long after.

It was only after 2 hours and the sun was out. she opened her eyes to see him sleeping on his chair. He had used his blanket to cover her- to keep her warm, and sacrificed his bed for her. it was then that, not only did she feel warm physically; emotionally, she felt warmth, and most importantly, loved.

smiling to herself, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep, perhaps life wasn't as cruel to her after all.

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lately, i realised i developed a flair for writing- sth which i always thought i was never capable of. oh wells. haha.. :D