hypothetical

you are little miss perfect. i am a little imperfect.

you know it's a crush when you refuse to delete his/her smses.

i was lost in a big crowd again. it's that same pressure i feel. that is, that the air was pressing down on me. as though every single person was emitting force fields that pressed and crushed on me.

i dreamt of cycling of last night.

today's dinner was at suntec. my cousin treated, so nice! and then i had bravissimo. oh dear i do hope that gelato was really 97.5% fat-free.