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first of all the extremely crucial fact is this usually happens in the night. it must be a result of last night's sumptuous dinner, strawberry vanilla cake, late night singing and later supper. you know, nostalgia wham bam like a rocket bomb asking for your seat. "ex kiu zay mua, cane ah hairf dees seed"

it is ending. i don't want it to end. going to shafiah's solemnisation. i don't want to bawl in front of the salsa people again. all this heartwrenching moments how could we ever have been expected to hold this immense miracle by ourselves, we cannot.

i was wondering, if each moment (birth wedding death graduation anniversary whatever) is precious and i wail at absolutely every single one of them, does it make things less so? aiya. things to ponder. gotta shit. let's hope this self-deprecatory reflexivity holds up.

have a good day YOU