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Friday, March 06, 2009
Sometimes I wonder how someone can understand me so well.

Yesterday, someone made me realise how much she understood me. Even without meeting me or really talking to me she knew how I felt. Amazing.

Its even more amazing when we don't really meet up, only gone out twice (both times to Orchard, God knows why) and just knew each other this sem.

Yesterday we were supposed to meet up aft her meeting. I was just annoyed with people in general who just seem so irresponsible and lazy. So I decided to just meet up with her for coffee.

When I met Emilla at Macs (together with practically a whole gang of people), she wasn't there. I text her and she told me that she cldnt make it (her curfew again) cuz she cldnt get hold of her mom. Then she apologised cuz she knew that I didnt want to meet up with so many people.

At that point I was quite stunned cuz I didnt say anything to her at all and she knew.

Oh wells. And I have no idea why but I can still remember how we first met, of all places at the lounge before going to Mensa for lunch. HAHA
--Merci tout le monde--
8:27 PM

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