April 14th, 2012 Starting with Adi's party, supposed to be a birthday celebration for him, but he insisted it's just a party. So yeah, a party.. I invited you and you said no. Then the girls took my phone and called you, and you said you might be coming with a friend. Y'know I was really happy back then, that you were coming. When I head downstairs to fetch you and your friend up to the condo. I was really nervous and confuse, it's not the alcohol that made me that way, it's the sight of you. Back in the condo, I couldn't calm down, so I went to get some lemons for the tequila. Managed to calm down a little after a walk.

After sending your friend off, we lay on the benches to talk for almost 2 hours. That moment, I hope it would last longer.

April 17th, 2012 That story about the Robber really made my day. I was on the bus when I read it and burst out laughing. All the passengers were shooting weird looks at me. But I couldn't help it. It's so cute for an adult to make a mistake like this. I promise I'll keep it a secret..! For now..!

April 22nd, 2012 Saw the photos on your Facebook. How you hold hands and take pictures with that guy. Can't help but feel jealous.. But that's not the thing that matters the most. We talked about the things in Singapore that are more special, mostly the things I haven't tried. We didn't try the bungee jump on Valentine's because you're running late, words that we'll try it next time. Though it's not a promise and there are no obligations. But when we met the next time, you've already tried it with your friends. First, it's the bungee jump.. Then the ice-skating. You know.. I really want to experience these, first-hand with you. But you went there with your friends.. I was even wondering if you're doing it on purpose..

It really sucks to know and accept the fact that I'm only a friend to you. A typical, do-not-communicate, friend. When you're my life's, special one. It's enough to see that you're happy. But I can't help but want something, a little more attention, more chances to see you or... just something.

I pray, I hope, I wish that one day you'll feel the same as I do towards you. After the amount of time and your actions that hurt me without even realising it, it's like you've held a gun and unknowingly shot me, 1 time, 3 times, 5 times. It killed my expectations and the will to try. But I haven't lost hope, like a paralysed man trying to reach for a cup of water. I'll wait, still hoping that one day, that one day I'll be able to drink that glass of water.

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