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Friday, December 23, 2005 @ 12:13 AM Dear Sammo, I don't know if you'll ever read this, but if you do. You are really special to me. Even though I might not say it to you in person, or haven't even told you before. You've been my good good friend for two years already, and we've shared many good times and bad. Good times where we laughed and giggled (oops. The things girls do) over the silliest things. And together with Hanlin, we're the only people who can do the trade-mark high-pitched laughter! Endless Orchard Road trips after school simply just to walk around and look at clothes in Mango and Esprit, the things girls do. Eating Island Creamery ice cream together with Jasmine for the first time. Reading magazines together and then commenting at prom dresses and attractive clothes. Going to HMV to listen to music. Our shared love for the colour black and grafitti. Times when we dared each other to do outrageous stuff. Remember the 101 phone-dare? Sometimes, just staying back after school to go to the band room with me. Going to Caltex after school to un-wind and eat instant noodles. Or going to the squash courts, just anywhere. This I'll never forget. Bad times, times when we argued over the silliest things too. Times when we squabbled like little school girls and then ignored each other for days on an end. I remember the longest was one week! But didn't we always make up after that? Like all good friends do. Times when I felt down and you were there for me. Times when you comforted me. When you, Hanlin and Jasmine Ngu came over to my house to console me during the down period. When you guys actually sat down and listened to me pour out my troubles. Remember the time when you offered me toilet paper because I cried? Haha. I really appreciate you for that. Really really, truly. This, I'll never forget too. Thank you so much for all the things you've done, for all the things we've done together. And sadly, you'll be leaving us by the end of next year. To somewhere far away, you'll be gone for 5 years at least. There is a possibility that I might never see you again. As much as I can say, I can never stop you from leaving even though I want to tell you, "Don't leave... okay?". I will really really really miss you, dear friend. Stay for prom at least. Remember we made a deal that we would go shopping for our prom dresses together? And book a hotel room or go clubbing. And we'll never pay for the teachers! Haha. Yes, so let's make it come true. Grad night will be a time to remember. And we'll always be friends forever. I appreciate you Sam :) From, Jia. |
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![]() Hello, I am Jia Xin. 05/04/1990 psalm 27:4 my favourite things!
satisfying FOOD, cooking & baking, romantic and funny movies, shopping, going to the beach, Lisa Ono, Norah Jones, Diana Krall, Michael Buble, Aretha Franklin, all that jazz, Bossanova! And just hanging out with the people I love makes me happy :)
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