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Friday, October 20, 2006

and it was at this time, a month ago, we were sitting outside the bookshop area, waiting for everyone of the wolves to arrive so that camp can start. and uncle sam sitting with janice and i, remember him teasing wenna.

uncle sam: WENN
cheryl: NAA
uncle sam: WENN WENN
cheryl: NAA NAA

(: maybe that was already a hint of the beginning of something beautiful. never would i have thought, one day one night can change everything. it changed my life like the work of magic. just one night.

i was pissed for awhile with wenna during the first training in camp, when she fouled me badly. still remember the splashing of water, how i hid and ran away and in the end still got caught and ended up more wet than anyone else. and then how we wanted to sabo shumin. dragonboating, how we refused to listen to hilda and how wenna kept disobeying her, making me laugh like mad. how we sprayed and splashed water on everyone. lol.

and the piggyback ride back to school, dinner at techno, buying the cute little toothbrush, then snatching the couch to sleep. the frequent toilet visits. and i don't know how it all happened. ((:

all the shit we went through in this one month, but we're still here standing strong, standing firm. and i hope all the shit will just make us stronger.

i love you dear, the way you are. the way you smile when you're glad, the way you frown when you're tired. i love you for still willingly helping me and being there, when you're tired and restless.

there are definitely times when we're down, just want you to know that i'm always willing to stand strong with you, never letting you go. so hold me tight and never give up on us, okay?

you're cherished, and from this one month onwards, i'll be still looking forward to countless months together. forever is the word.

i love you, wenna.
-cheryl
8:50 AM





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