Draggy Sunday. Hated the fact that i woke up late and had to absent myself from my sunday class. feelin pissed, i washed up and changed into my track pants and tshirt. i had to run my attitude off. time check: 1030. idra got back from her class. left soon after her return.

run was ok. the drizzle didnt move me as the sky seemed clear. 15 mins later, all the giddiness is takin its toll on me and i know i had to finish my run and head home. once i walked through that heavy door, i let my limbs settle on the couch and tried to regain my breathing. its been a while. switched on the tv and grabbed myself a glass of coke.

then idra insisted that i teach her the Get Right steps. i'm gettin old, i thought to myself. i took 30 mins to get the intro! shit. and i was sweating buckets! quickly i showered.

then the doorbell rang. my uncle dropped by. bought tonnes of junk food. heaven. soon afterwards at 5pm dad came home after his morning shift.

idra had to get the ingredients for her Home Econs class tmr. Yup, i had to drag my ass to the supermarket. so both of us head down to that ntuc supermarket @ bedok.

we managed to get the stuff the moment we entered but spent way too much time wandering around and gettin stressed abt my choice of ice cream flavour. nevermind. that lychee yogurt ice cream shall do! ;)

then. just like an elvis presley decending down from the top shelves above through the ray of lights flickering from the FROZEN FOOD, i smiled to myself. i saw an ol' friend of mine. he's lookin good, as always. there he stood, by the DAIRY PRODUCTS. must be something he's running low on to work that body of his, i figured. went over. tapped him and smiled. yup. sure he smiled back and dazed forward like in a state of panic. didnt realise that his girlfriend was beside him! God! she looked amazing! geeez. she's like as skinny as i am!! because she's alot different back in school.. so there u have it. a scene in the supermarket, i stand before my close friend of 4 yrs at woodsville secondary and the guy who took my breath away since primary school.

awkward was what i felt at that point of time. me and her we chat quite abit. despite that familiar look and great sense of relief that i get to meet her again after 4 yrs, i can't deny that part of me was holding that tear. conveniently, Gwen popped by and started singing to me.

And after all the obstacles
Its good to see you now with someone else
And its such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool.

as usual. shit happens.