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Wednesday, July 25, 2007, 11:59 PM

I encountered someone today who asked me something, which I feel like sharing with you guys. And sorry once more for holding up chapter 3. There are a lot more stuff to be edited in my draft.

It was somewhere in the late afternoon, at Bedok Interchange. This young lady approached me with a blue booklet in her hand. She had asked me I could answer a questionnaire that she had, and I agreed to answer it.

The main topic of her questionnaire was "Love", and I was caught by surprise, undoubtedly unsuspecting it. The first question that she had asked me was, "Have you ever fallen in love?"

My reply was simple. "Yes."

Next question came, "Are you currently in a relationship?"

"No," came my answer.

"Okay. Heres a little scenario for you which I have come up with: Imagine you're in love with the girl of your life, but she doesn't know, no one else knows. But then one day, your best friend takes her away from you. Even as much as heartbroken as you may be, you still hang out with them as often as possible. But by doing that, you're constantly burdened by their show of love for each other, and somehow you wished you could have done something better that may put you in the position of the person, your best friend, holding in his arms, the girl of your life." The lady paused to give me a quick breather to collate my thoughts about this together.

I could say that I was utterly shocked by this scenario, which this lady had written down on her booklet and had told me of it. I felt it was awfully similiar to a past event, which I have shoved into the back of my memory.

She then asked me, "What are your thoughts about this?"

"I'll just forget about what had happened, and wish them all the best in their relationship."

I walked away to the MRT station after she had thanked me for my time and sharing my thoughts with her.

From then on, I got kinda of emotional, until now. Why? I don't know. But whatever it is, it will pass in the time to come. Sigh, I have nothing else to say. Just let me soak my pillow with tears just this night. Sorry for having to make this post emo in anyway.

This'll be all for this post.