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She was Once
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My Undivided Love for... Miss Carly
Written at 11:28 PM on Tuesday, September 4, 2007 0 comment(s)

I hate to admit this but I really do love my dear friend Carly. She's such a nice and great friend... I enjoy her company so much that words cannot describe my feelings for her...

Once upon a time... I went to this nice college called INTI until it was declared a university in June 2006. Whatever right... I stayed in the Block A which is like the poor people's hostel. There I met this wonderful girl named Carly Yap Fui Yin. She's such a nice fellow coursemate and always wake me up before classes. I kept insisting her to go first but she rarely did so... I knew she's just looking for a chance to say....: "Su-Quinn PIG lor! Always cannot wake up for classes... I have to wake her up one...!"

Now that she's in Block C, I really missed her words... her reprimands everytime she comes to my room. Cause all that she does nowadays when she comes my room is to SLEEP SLEEP and SLEEP. Guess that's her new hobby already...

Then Carly always let me irritate her... until she contracted an alter-ego syndrome called Car'Lil the Chainsaw. I felt so guilty... so damn guilty for hurting her feelings.... cannot be cured already... nothing much I can do but to take care of her and not hurt her so much again...

A poem for you... dearest Carly:

Since the day I met you,
You were this snobbish lady walking down the street,
Never even care to lay an eye on your fellow classmate,
You always wave here and there on the way to class,
As if you're THAT popular at all...

I used to hate you... BUT
Now things have changed...
I love you so much and all...
You always take care of me...
I don't mind you sleeping in my room...
Or hitting my head with a basketball...
Because I love you so damn much...
BUT as a friend la...


p/s: I love you Carly


xoxo,

Su-Quinn