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Monday, July 2, 2007, 11:15 PM

Over the past few days, weeks, months, I was struck yesterday with a lot of thoughts and feelings. (I'm deeply sorry for making this post emotional, intentionally or unintentionally.)

I had met up with Oli and Furt at Zion. Apparently Ben was there too, but Oli and Furt were just about to leave, and I decided to accompany them to Bugis since Furt had to serve the 5pm mass at Saint Joseph's Church(SJC). (Sorry Ben I didn't stay with you.)

Upon reaching SJC, Oli had otherwise told me that she would like to play drummania at the Bugis arcade. I agreed to accompany her while Furt served, but it turned out that we stayed for the mass at 5pm. As mass proper commenced, Oli and I took sights on Furt who was up on the altar serving. During homily, Oli and I started laughing at Furt as he was practically dozing off.

Quite amusing I must say. But it was during that particular homily that a lot of thoughts and feelings came over me. Phrases quoted from the homily: 'Love the wrong-doer, hate the wrongdoing.' ' "Aren't you supposed to destroy the enemy, not help or love him?" "By loving the enemy, aren't we already destroying him?" ' And many more quotes which I can't remember exactly. But all in all, those words affected me in everyway possible. The only thing that took my mind off it was when we were playing at the arcade and zion afterthat.

That night, I became so emotionally sad, that I cried myself to sleep. And thats something I am not proud of myself for doing. I didn't want to get so emotional over things I despised, things I wish I could have changed. I tried to sleep, so I would stop crying, stop facing the cold night alone.

In the morning, I woke up, feeling rather refreshed and renewed. I felt better, and headed to school. After class at 5 plus, I met Oli and Furt in the library, where we read some Garfield comics, and some other stuff. Furt and I started dozing off. For me, I wanted to rest my eyes and I was experiencing a bad headache. For Furt, most probably he was tired. Then we left and headed to Tampines for dinner at Macs.

When we reached Macs, we found a table and I positioned myself in front of Oli and Furt and in front of the big television. As we were eating, I looked up at the screen, and observed that people were sending in SMSs that were displayed on the television screen. Momentarily, I whipped out my phone and began typing a little message to be sent to be shown on the television. And then I awaited the time when it would be shown.

I motioned Oli and Furt to look at the screen, and when my message appeared, they were utterly shocked. This is what the screen displayed, " Furt loves oli. Oli loves furt. Hope you both will last forever. -Darryl " Then almost immediately, a big smile appeared on both their faces. They were smiling at me. I smiled back. I felt a great sense of happiness overcome me, for I had done something I never expected I would do, something that made not just me happy, but Oli and Furt happy. We stayed at Macs for like another half hour, just looking at the particular message that scrolls by on the screen. Well, at that point of time, no words could describe how I felt, how happy I felt, how satisfied I felt.

Oli sent two messages too. First message came, reading "I love you forever punpun!!! And Darr, thanks for the message!! =) " Second message came, reading (I swear this is super lame, but otherwise I couldn't stop laughing) "Lalalala. OliOli-PooPoo is feeling random and bored. Blah. Blah. Blah. Yay! "
Hahaha!! Every time the message was screened on the the television, I couldn't help myself but start laughing out loud like mad. So did Oli.

Besides that, Oli and Furt were very touched with my action. I could tell it from the way they smiled at me. And this would be my little message to end of to both of you, Oli and Furt;

I'll be here for you, regardless of the consequences. I'll be there, always.