Saturday, December 21, 2013 | 12:51 AM

Today the 3 of us were finally reunited! for a short time at least haha. I met Ji inn at Tiong Bahru plaza to catch Frozen (it's a lovely show, I like the breakaway from the usual plotlines and the very pretty Queen/princess and the songs!) before heading to Maddie's workplace (6oz) for lunch/tea/coffee break hahaha we were the longest-staying customers for today. Oh and of course for a long htht since we haven't caught up in so long. Maddie joined us for a short half-hour during her lunch break. ji inn and maddie <3 :)

When we reached we couldn't see Maddie at first, then she popped up at the cashier and Ji Inn kept laughing about how "All the kids at work today" serving the business people at the cafe. We ordered a eggs atlantic and a ham-and-cheese croissant to start off. It was pretty good, I like the croissant especially, and I gave my salmon to Ji inn cause I didn't really like it..and I didn't realise the egg had toppled before I took the photo.



Our next round was coffee/tea. At first Ji Inn wanted coffee and I wanted tea, but when I heard there was flavoured latte I went for the Hazelnut latte and Ji inn, wanting to dispel her reputation for liking matcha stuff, chose Earl Grey latte so we ended up switching preferences. Almost bought the ice-cream sandwich cause it looked so tasty in the poster, but it was $8. Instead, we went for the chocolate truffle log cake for dessert :).

a heart and rosetta done for ji inn and me :)

our Christmas-y chocolate truffle cake 

Whenever Ji Inn and I go out, we always take a while to make up our minds. Cause we will both say, "Anything," and then stand there looking at the menu till we magically arrive at a decision. Chocolate truffle cake was pretty good ^^ and we "celebrated Christmas" with Maddie:



Coincidentally, I went to 6oz's FB page and saw this:
"A cup of coffee shared with an old friend is happiness tasted and time well spent."
6oz 

  Very apt for today's outing with old friends :)

Much love,



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Wednesday, October 23, 2013 | 12:23 PM


Stella's
Ji Inn and I finally met up after summer break. The first thing we did was explore Tiong Bahru together!  After seeing a photo of Books Actually somewhere online, I was excited about visiting it because it looked like a cosy wonderland with its fairylights, homey decorations, and of course, rows of books. That sparked off the idea of a Tiong Bahru visit. So on the Monday of her recess week (and my free day), Ji Inn drove to NUS to pick me up and we headed to Tiong Bahru for lunch.

Our first stop: Flock's Cafe. The food was not bad, didn't really surpass our expectations but pleasant enough. We visited a few other places before deciding on that one because of pricing and food, and also because most of the other places happened to be closed on Mondays so it was a real pity.



The next place we went to was Books Actually. I loved everything from the front of the store to its deco to its variety of books. Walking into Books Actually feels like walking into someone's home because it's inviting and personal. It has a character of its own. The thought came to mind when I was browsing in one corner and found books which looked worn and yet were placed with all the other books on sale. They were large notebooks, and when I opened one it looked like a log book. Exploring Books Actually was like exploring the items in someone's home, and you almost feel a bit embarrassed to be looking into these personal items.

There was a discount of 20% if you bought 3 books, so I bought 2 while Ji Inn bought 1. We spent quite a while browsing though, and there was a section of old books that I really liked. I picked up a book called "The World's Best 100 Detective Stories Vol. X" (the centre one of the 3 red books) and wasn't sure if it was actually for sale because it didn't seem to have a price tag and all the books there were so old. The sales staff said it was though, and I briefly contemplated buying it but decided it was too expensive in the end. I have always loved reading detective stories, and the old ones have a charm of their own. They are more slow-paced and intellectual (vs the fast-paced action and cunning of contemporary Crime & Thriller novels), and feature lovely characters with odd quirks.

Reading picks of the day for me were "The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared" by Jonas Jonasson and "Freedom From Fear" by Aung San Suu Kyi. I chose the first one because it sounded like an interesting adventure. I started reading only a bit, but have to say it's pretty slow or maybe it just takes time for me to be engaged. The concept is worth thinking about though. When you're 100 years old, and nearly on the brink of death, it
doesn't really matter what you do anymore. Even going against the law. For the second one, I chose because I liked the writing style after I read a few pages. It's now with my mum though, because she was saying that she has nothing to read and she likes such political books.

We explored a few more shops after that. Wanted to visit Nana & Bird but it was closed.


Our final stop: Drips Bakery Cafe. We ordered tartlets (chocolate for me and raspberry for Ji Inn) and Ji Inn ordered a green tea latte as well. It was really good, but after the tartlets (which were a bit too filling and too sweet) we didn't feel like having anything more. When we dropped by Tiong Bahru Cafe, we took one look at the many pastries and decided we couldn't stomach the sight of any more baked goods (haha pun intended).


All in all, a good leisurely afternoon spent in the cafes and bookstores of Tiong Bahru. Most of the time was spent in Books Actually so we didn't explore much (and a lot of shops were closed), but kind of glad anyway for that time to just read and browse. 

Delighted,


Ji Inn's

My turn! Shall just add on a bit since Stella has already detailed most of the trip (thanks dear!). NUS U Town was tricky to get to because it wasn't in my GPS and I missed the turn-in the first time round. I'm kind of a road idiot (direct translation from Mandarin) so yes driving is quite bad for me. Anyway, I did manage to pick Stella up and we did get to Tiong Bahru so I guess it was okay.

At Flock's Cafe I ordered a sandwich with prawns and avocado etc. Thought the combination sounded quite interesting and yummy. It was not too bad! But a bit bland after a while I guess.


Then we popped into Books Actually and didn't pop out again until eons later. Kind of expected for 2 book-crazy girls! I didn't expect to buy books actually (oh my god unintended pun!) but Stella was already picking books which made me tempted too. Searched high and low for a good one because I didn't want to spend money on a book just for the sake of it. Finally found one called The Promise Bird, which was translated from Chinese I think. I've never really read much Asian books so I thought I'd give this a try. Plus it looks really pretty and feels nice.


Also saw this lifestyle magazine/book that was simply lovely. It was called Kinfolk, and it was pretty expensive. Went to find it online and lo and behold: the Kinfolk magazine! I was thinking about how I really admire the clean and artistic feel of the whole design, and I suddenly realised I could work on magazine designs for my Aesthetics term paper! Just an idea though. But... it'd be a great excuse to actually get the book :'D (except I'll have to go down to Tiong Bahru again...) Oh oh, the green tea latte from Drips Bakery was amazing! I think if I go back there I might order it again. Not the tarts though, they were too much ><

So that's about all from my side! It was a good mid-term trip out with Stella whom I hadn't hung out with for ages. We should do this again, and more often. Can't wait for Maddie to get back for the Dec hols. The three of us are gonna have some fun!


Enjoying the literary goodness,

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Thursday, October 17, 2013 | 9:44 PM

If you were guaranteed an honest response to a question, what would it be and who would you ask?

I like that this question presupposes that we can be directing our questions to anyone at all, because the person I'd like to speak to the most can only be D (from the previous entry) whom I have close to zero chance of communication with.

My question for him would be, did he ever love me at all?

I know what we shared wasn't romantic; I have never felt physical or sexual attraction towards him, and he never displayed anything other than brotherly love for me. He was the only person I knew how to love so simply and innocently. And I'd like to think he felt the same affection for me too. Why else would he have spent so many nights up studying together and cheering me on? Why else would he make a mutual friend take care of me when he couldn't be there to cheer me up? Why else would he have called me his best friend and made me feel so special?

十万个为什么。Pardon my language in my private blog.

I just can't accept it when he said he had never loved me at all. You don't remember every person's number by heart and call them using someone else's phone when your phone runs out of battery. You don't send every girl home for the extended company. You don't tell someone you love them. And let them believe it. And later tell them "I'm sorry for the reckless words I didn't mean".

Ultimately, I guess what I want out of this is for him to be honest more for himself, and for my closure. When I was 15, I dated a guy for a couple of months and it was the sweetest puppy love ever, although it fizzled out pretty quickly. But what I really appreciated was the guy telling me that even though it didn't last, he did have genuine feelings towards me. It's just nice to be reassured that all of it was real, even if things couldn't work out.

And I just don't understand...



OKAY THIS IS ALL BYE SORRY. :(

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Tuesday, October 15, 2013 | 1:14 AM

Dear _,

I'm sorry.

We've known each other since we were toddlers, and at one point I think both of us believed we'd last a lifetime. I'm sorry for screwing that up. It's a little mean to say this but I don't miss you as much as I should, maybe because those childhood memories didn't mean so much to me. Towards you the strongest emotion I feel is regret. It was a stupid thing that caused a rift, and my stubbornness and pride that refused to mend it. Truth be told, I believed I was above you. And you let me.

Perhaps our friendship was never meant to last. How could it, with one side dominating the other? Our dynamics might have changed, or it might have remained like that for many years to come. But we would never know, because whatever we had ended so abruptly and so cleanly I never heard from you for years and years.

Despite that, you cropped up in my mind once in a while to remind me of how stupid I was to have lost such a good friend as you. Even as kids (or maybe because we were kids), you supported me in whatever way possible. Every idea of mine was a good idea, including role-playing while we were supposed to be napping, clipping ourselves with hair clips and drawing on our hands to make tattoos, building forts using our sleeping bags and suffering in the stuffy space (not to mention getting scolded by the teachers). You mentioned that your mum wanted you to hang out more with me because I was a smart kid. I was so proud of that.

We've both since moved on, growing up and experiencing life without each other. I believe you were better off without me. Maybe we were both better off for it. You didn't have to grow up having someone induce inferiority complex in you, surpassing you in academic pursuits (which were most of what everyone at that age were concerned with) every time. I didn't get to develop superiority complex from it. I'd like to believe that now, that it all happened for a reason and that it was good things ended that way for us, so you didn't have to experience a poisonous influence during those important years. But I'm left wondering if things really would have turned out this way, or if I'm just finding excuses.

I'm sorry for the could-haves and the should-haves. Shopping trips. Giggling in fitting rooms. Late night talks. Dreaming about boys. Watching out for each other. Sniffling over the phone. Watching movies. Trying to study and then slip back to talking nonsense. Doing stupid things. Going on adventures. Overseas trips. Baking cakes and cookies. Or just being there for each other throughout these formative years. We've probably done all these with others; it's a pity we didn't get to do them together.

You found me again, and now we're friends on Facebook. Or more like acquaintances, because we'll never go back to what we were. We've lost too huge a chunk in between, a chunk that determined how our lives had turned out so far. Or you can call me a coward, for not daring to intrude upon your life now and face up to what I had done. I'm glad you cared enough for me to initiate contact again, but I'm worried our lives no longer have space for each other. You seem happy, and that's enough.

I know you've forgiven me, but this is something I still can't quite forgive myself for. I guess till then, we'll remain strangers, and ex-best friends.


Love,

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Monday, October 14, 2013 | 1:28 PM

Dear D,

You never truly leave, do you? The other day, I dreamt of you, out of nowhere really. In the dream I was dialling your number, and upon waking up, I shockingly realised that even after all these years, things I thought I'd forgotten are still etched in my mind.

So I supposed it'd be fun to key your number onto my dialpad just to see if my subconscious had gotten it right. It had. The moment I punched in the numbers, I knew that it was correct because it felt so natural letting your number slip from my fingers. And being the curious little shit that I am, I decided I needed to know if you were still using this number. Cue stalker app Whatsapp. But I quickly made myself delete your contact before I do something careless or drunk like sending an unintended message.

Many times, I've entertained the idea of establishing contact again, just to check how you are doing. The thing is, I have no right to, because I was the one who initiated breaking us up in the first place. Furthermore, what point is there? You are not who you were six years ago and our friendship can never be the same again. Sometimes I want to know how you're doing and I miss you; but the truth is, I'm missing not you as who you are right now, but what we shared and what you meant to me. There is simply no point in reaching out to you again, and this is what hurts the most because why are we such strangers now? You used to be the best thing that ever happened to me. Yet you have become my only regret.

I regret making that silly suggestion that cut us up. I regret pushing you away when you tried to make things work again. I regret not trying harder for you. I never told you I was sorry for being such a brat. Maybe I should have and maybe we could have magically made up again. Now I can only beat myself up for creating an opportunity to let you go when it was never what I wanted. This experience taught me the greatest lesson of my life: to mean what I say and say what I mean; never play hard to get, never say no when you want yes, never speak of breakups easily. What a valuable lesson, I never had to lose someone this way again. But the cost of losing you still gets too much for me to bear, it's been weighing on me for six years and counting now.

Despite everything that I've said about regret, if I were to look at it from another point of view, I wouldn't trade this brokenness for anything else in the world. I miss your presence in my life more than anything, but sometimes I think your exit was necessary because you completely changed me and shaped me to become who I am today (and I kind of like who I am right now). Also, I wouldn't want my heart to be broken by anyone else but you. Just as how first kisses or virginities should be gifted to those who are worth it, I'm glad a piece of my heart was lost to you of all people.

Here is the best way to sum up all the feelings I have towards you: If I were offered only one wish, I would use it on you. Because I know I can control everything that's going on for me, but I've got no clue how I can make your life better than how I left it. So, I wish for your happiness every day of your life.

P > L + X (did, do, and always will),

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Friday, October 11, 2013 | 12:37 AM

Hi friend,

     It's been a long time since we've talked as friends, and not as acquaintances. Perhaps we will always remain acquaintances. I will miss the good friendship we had, and it's been 2 years now but it always surprises me to mark how much time has passed since then. I guess it's the abrupt way things changed and how the friendship itself feels frozen in time - untouched by the words we have exchanged, and the experiences each of us has had as we lead our separate lives.

     I don't really have much to say to you, perhaps I don't even miss you per se. But I miss what we had. It was easy to open up to you, a novelty that has now become commonplace in my life. I guess I always imagined things would work themselves out, and a very very small part of me still hopes for that. But mostly we have grown up, and grown apart from one another, and that's perfectly okay.

     I hope you're happy. That's mostly it - I hope you're experiencing genuine happiness amidst everything else in your life. And I hope that, by some miracle or by many experiences I will not see, God opens your eyes to Him and you know Him for yourself.

Have a good life!

Wishing you the best now and always,
Your friend,

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Thursday, October 3, 2013 | 9:54 AM

This is why I love the bromance between McKellen and Stewart, whether they are on-screen or off-screen. Apart from McKellen officiating Stewart's recent wedding, here's what they've been up to:

Roaming the streets of Times Square

Loving the touristy shots!

In typical teenage BFF fashion.

They are such riots okay my heart cannot take this anymore.

What adorable old men, really. If only I could have a picture taken with them!

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Tuesday, September 24, 2013 | 1:11 AM

I've wanted to post this for a while, and it was inspired by Tzu Hsiang.

Plenty of times we don't look around to realise how incredible the people around us are, and what they signify to us in our own lives. 

So this is a post for the people around me - thank you for being who you are, and I'm blessed to know you. This list is far from exhaustive, but it'll do for now :)

My mum taught me many things. To be strong, to be kind, to be diligent, and to find many ways of getting to one place. Essentially also, to never give up on something you really want, even though that's a lesson I'm still reluctant to learn (there are times when it is unimaginably difficult). Cliche as it is, I felt this was the best starting point because my mum has shaped much of who I am.

The leaders around me (Ling Hong, Daryl, Sean) All of you together have taught me so much about leadership, and, collectively, this one big lesson: to invest in the growth of the people you lead. I am really very lucky to meet leaders who care so much about the people under them, and who have shown me what innovation, conviction and commitment mean.

Tzu Hsiang always surprises me. In good ways. I'm going to write a little more for this one, just so she knows what a gem she is.

Passion Reading about her own mad obsession with starting a magazine, many of the emotions resonated with me, and it's cool to see her chasing her dream. I'm impressed by the seriousness with which she went into it, and the quality of the work produced. Hope it works out well!

If you're curious, here it is: http://heartmagazine.sg/

Energy & Spontaneity despite always looking half-asleep and hugging everything from trees to sofas like a koala (TH aren't you glad I put a real koala instead :P), she's often game for new and spontaneous experiences. I love her for that because it's refreshing to meet people with so much energy and spontaneity, and it's hard not to catch on to her spirit and want to do things too.


 Friendliness Something I always admire in TH is how she makes friends so easily. And she's so real that it's hard to fault people for liking her. If there's one thing I would want to learn from her, it's to be more friendly and genuine, and to take a real interest in the lives of people I don't know.

Her voice She has the most angelic voice when she sings, and so different from her usual, that it still surprises me when she sings. Again, if you're curious, here's her channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/speciallyi?feature=watch. Good things are worth sharing :).

Her authenticity (and sanity) I think what makes it hard to believe is how sane and authentic she is while being all that. She's very down-to-earth and authentic as a person, and cool precisely because she doesn't try to be. That's the part I love most about her <3 keep your head up!

Yup, that's all from me. Who are the people in your own life who mean something to you?

Inspired,

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Tuesday, September 3, 2013 | 8:15 PM

If you chance upon this entry, you will instinctively know that all the songs below are because of you and for you. Because you're the only person who managed to, well, ruin me in the cruelest yet most beautiful way possible.
Wow, this is going to be a rather long entry because there are many songs that are capable of

(a) wrenching my heart     (b) tearing my heart into pieces
(c) making me tear              (d) making me bawl
(e) making me curl in bed the whole afternoon
(f) making me lose mood for life
(g) all of the above

I'll try to keep the list as short as possible.

♥♥♥

Only One - Yellowcard


Made my mistakes, let you down 
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long

I will never forget that night of bickering whether the original or the acoustic version sounds better. Sometimes I naively think that if I had agreed with you, perhaps you would have found it easier to hold on to whatever we had. I know things don't work this way, but what we shared was truly so innocent that that thought wouldn't have been strange at all. It's sad, knowing now that I can never love anyone else the same way I loved you so simply.

♥♥♥

搞笑/ Joke - 羅志祥/ Show Luo




还在搞笑是否拥有麻痹的疗效
唱一夜歌却避不开催泪的曲调
我彻夜胡闹, 希望听到有人会提到你好不好

This really resonates, because sometimes I find myself wondering if you are doing well. Sometimes I hate myself for being on a Facebook hiatus all those years, because why aren't we friends on Facebook so that I'd know how you are doing? But the occasional times when I chance upon a picture of you, I'd smile to myself thinking how happy you looked in the picture. I wish you happiness, always.

♥♥♥

Your Guardian Angel  - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus


I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
★ MADELEINE says:
see when the other person falls right
they will laugh leh
D says:
i know lol tsktsk
★ MADELEINE says:
but i know my bestfriend not so bad oneee (:
he will help me up if i fall into the waters :D
D says:
i wont even let you fall =)

Why did you have to go and say that? Because it just kills me now. This conversation will always be etched in my mind and my heart. It was the sweetest thing that I had heard as a 14-year-old, and now it serves as a reminder that not all promises will be fulfilled. Anyway, I took an instant liking to Your Guardian Angel when you introduced it to me, but now I tear up whenever I listen to it. Not being able to sing you this song while you play the guitar will always be a regret; that was another promise unfulfilled.

♥♥♥

我不想忘記你/ I don't want to forget you - 郭靜/ Claire


我不想忘记你. 就算可以,
我宁可记得所有伤心

我想我宁愿一辈子为你伤心难过,守护着你在我心中的地位。这样空虚的心情,有谁能了解?也有谁会猜到,放下你之后的痛,竟然会比失去你的痛更痛。(Sorry for becoming cheena for a moment, there just wasn't a better way to express myself.)

♥♥♥

Need You Now - Lady Antebellum


And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time

Same reason as the Chinese song above, and when translated in English, yes I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all. It's been 6 years, and I find myself not minding that I still cry over what we'd lost. I like to remember you every now and then, to sadistically bask myself in every moment that I miss you. And because I can't properly express this in English: 痛是真的, 让我相信那份爱也是真的。

♥♥♥

一直很安靜/ Always been quiet - 阿桑


给你的爱一直很安静, 除了泪在我的脸上任性
原来缘分是用来说明, 你突然不爱我这件事情

I don't understand how, though so many people have walked in and out of my life, you're still the only one that comes to my mind when a song like this comes on. I've loved and lost so many times, but no one else was capable of making me feel as broken as you did. That last line just kills me every single time, I guess because that was your excuse as well.

♥♥♥

The One That Got Away - Katy Perry


Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never planned that one day I'd be losing you

This music video really speaks to me because why did I have to mess it up for us and drive you away? We had so many plans unfulfilled, and I'd always mourn the day right between our birthdays, the special day that we'd go out celebrating together... but we never got to. You were the one and only person I never planned on losing.

♥♥♥

匿名的好友/ Anonymous Good Friend - 楊丞琳/ Rainie Yang


不能握的手 从此匿名的朋友 
其实我的执著 依然执著 
却决心和你不再联络 
不能握的手 却比爱人更长久 
当所有如果都没有如果 
只有失去的拥有 最永久 

There cannot be a better song to describe all these feelings I have towards you. Every single line in this song drives a knife right through my heart because it feels like a song written for me. You will always be the closest stranger I never knew.

♥♥♥

Autumns Monologue - From Autumn To Ashes


Oh why can't I be what you need
A new improved version of me

Now you see me, now you don't
Now you need me, now you don't

Kill me already, hahahaha. This song just reduces me to a crying mess every time. It forces me to revisit every single memory and feeling I ever experienced with you, and I love it yet hate it at the same time. What makes this song even more amazing (and heartbreaking) is The Fiction We Live, which is kinda the guy's response of this song (it's included in this video, and start at 4:28). The title makes me think that everything was simply fiction, which is just so heart-wrenching.

♥♥♥

我真的受伤了/ I'm Truly Hurt - 王菀之/ Ivana Wong


怎么你声音变得冷淡了/ 是你变了 是你变了
灯光熄灭了 音乐静止了/ 滴下的眼泪已停不住了

The perfect song to cry to when you feel that special someone drifting further than your heart can take. It's that feeling when you see the person so dear to you slipping away, but you don't really wanna face it cause you think you're just being paranoid. I'm sorry I didn't know how to express my concerns in a better way, but how do I show you how much I miss you when you're right in front of me?

♥♥♥

Sorry - Buckcherry


This time I think, I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
You get older and blame turns to shame

This song just makes me wanna beat myself up. Because it is true that over many years of reflection, all the hurt and anger evolves to become shame and self-blame. There are so many things I wanna apologise for and say to you, but I don't have the... right to be in touch with you... ever. It tears me apart.

♥♥♥

I'm guessing 11 songs is a little too many already, oops! But there are just so many songs that are so sad... Of course there are other songs, like Taylor Swift's Tim Mcgraw ("I hope you think of me") and Back To December (it's kinda funny cause December is somehow always rough), Adele's Someone Like You (does anyone not relate to it?), Lesley Roy's Unbeautiful (really makes you question when you became unbeautiful), Mayday Parade's Miserable At Best (everything about this song is just </3), and so many more. Just gonna emooooxzxzxzz myself to sleep now ha.

:'(,

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Tuesday, August 27, 2013 | 10:28 AM

This week's themed entries are kinda RE: Ji Inn's previous post On Appreciation, because I was inspired by a particular line.
If you really want to do something nice for someone, think about what that person places high value on, not what you place high value on.
It really reminded me of Gary Chapman's love languages, and you'll see why in this excerpt taken from wikipedia (because obviously wiki is the best website to cite...)
The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate is a 1995 book by Gary Chapman. It outlines five ways to express and experience love that Chapman calls "love languages": gifts, quality time, words of affirmation, acts of service, and physical touch. [...] He also writes that people should not use the love languages that they like the most but rather the love languages that their loved ones can receive.
I think it's extremely important to know your loved one's love languages, so that you can make them feel adored in their own way. I remember saying something really nice to my boyfriend for the first time, and not being able to understand how he could feel soooo loved by a mere compliment.

Until I realised words of affirmation are 
not as important to me as it is to him.

Here's what I'm reading from my scores:
  1. I don't give a shit about receiving gifts. At all, apparently. (I just prefer receiving practical stuff that I want/ need vs ~random cute gift things~)
  2. I'm totally for touching and being touched. ;)
  3. I'm totally for spending time together touching and being touched. ;) ;)
I'm kinda surprised that Acts of Service didn't get ranked higher. (I guess the scores went somewhere else...) Because I do feel exceptionally loved when a person goes out of their way to do something nice for me. Like when a housemate helps me to get rid of the spider in my room, or when friends pass me medicine when I'm not feeling well, or when the boyfriend accompanies me to the doctor. I'm just little ol' nondescript Maddie, why do I deserve all these nice things you people are doing for me?

A Gero mate lending me his knee guard when he found out I had sprained my knee. So 
overwhelmed in that instance that I switched to wearing his knee guard even though I 
have my own. Not forgetting to instagram it and showing how loved I am, of course.  

Yesterday, I was just hanging out with a friend and I realised it was the second time that he was going through his pictures and pointing out random things like his family and pets and hilarious shots. So I just blurted out, "Why are you showing me all these?" He replied, so smoothly, something along the lines of showing me that he treasures this friendship. I just thought that was a really interesting and unique way to display affection, but I'm not exactly sure which category it falls under.

Lastly, as a reminder: If I'm molesting you, I love you okay. I can't help it, I'm so sorry.

Have a good day,

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