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Thursday, June 09, 2005 omg. guess wad?? it was line close and all of us sat down to rest.. and.. SHE SMSED ME YTD!!! i was like really happie and i started jumping around. you duno how happie i was when i saw ur name on my fone and how much it just made my dae! :)))) anyway i dreamt of her a few daes ago and i cried when i got up. i duno wad got into me either. and i saw xinyuan the other dae in town and the first person that came into my mind was kai. i guess i really miss her so much. so much more than just words can say. im sorry jun. it's still her im thinking of. im sorry. im sorry for not replying ur smses. im sorry for not being responsive when you talk to me. it's a total different feeling. im sorry for everything. im still thinking of her a lot and each time i think of her, my heart just tells me how much i still love her. i guess i still need a lot of time.
[you've yet to finish the chapters of the book. and you left without reading finish the story.]
