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Monday, September 3 x 9:55 PM

did you ever wonder if someone was thinking about you? whether you touched someone's life without knowing it?

did you ever wonder if the person you're thinking about knew that you were thinking about them? did you ever wonder if they wanted you to think about them?

haha, feeling deep. or whatever. but really. these days i've been friendlier with people i haven't really talked to before. but the thing is, despite all that, i still let him have a place in my life. he isn't out of my life completely, which isn't supposed to be. i still keep hoping against hope that we can be friends, put everything that's happened behind us and have a normal friendship. i want to believe it's possible.

one day soon, i'll be ok. either that, or i'll be in some deep sh*t.

and i'm going to miss james yap---i mean, ryan. i can't believe he's leaving on friday.