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He was...

...I have been a bit serious lately. When I was chatting with a friend recently, I shared a secret with that friend of mine. And he laughed his ass off so, I might as well share it here, right? It might brighten up your day.

OK, so when I was in form six, I was below 20 years of age. When I was at that age, I was innocent. All I thought about was badminton, basketball, netball, handball....bowling ball....all other types of balls were unfamiliar to me. Seriously. I just wanted to play games.

There was this guy, I was in SEA park Taman SEA High school for form six, who called me almost every day. Calling me is not the problem, but crying on the phone was a problem. He called me and halfway through he would start getting all emotional. He would cry on the phone, saying that he wants to marry me and all that. I was 19, not knowing anything, you know. I wanted to comfort him, to let him know that everything is OK.

I suspect this guy is somewhere on my Facebook. I don't really know, he never clarified. hahahaha

But why would a guy cry so much? He must he suffering so much...

Right about when I was 25 0r 26....I sat around with my guy friends and I realized that.............

^!##@$^W^^&&**%#*((#!......

he wasn't crying lah................

he was..............

bye,
Marsha
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