Your Skin And Bones.

This weekend passed by,

quick and spontaneous, like any other.

The difference though, is the after taste it has left behind.

Bitter sweet, but also enlightening.

Tragic, but true; that it always takes things like these for you to know the truth.

Friday night was spent prawning til 4. We had a few bites, but we caught nothing. We have so much more to learn about this new thing we're trying to pick up, just like how much more we have yet to know about each other despite the hours we've had together.

We also witnessed a fight, that broke up within the same group of friends, which involved hair tugging, chair throwing, beer-bottle smashing, lots of vulgarities and eventually the police.

(But to start with, I had an early Black Friday: my friends left for school without me, I had a bad test with unfriendly company, I mixed up match venues, I almost sprained my ankle walking across a grass patch, I got attacked by ants... Argh)

We probably fell asleep only after the sun rose, and slept til the clouds hid the risen sun. It started pouring and I murmured, "Thank God I didn't have a game today." Not because we could spend the afternoon together, but because I didn't want to go home with my underpants soaked.

Then suddenly, three words you said to me shot through like an arrow in a bull's eye, "I dunnoe leh" and I finally knew what "More than words" meant.

Most of the time, the final word in the final sentence is "Bye", but I decided to play it different. And I said it, the most effortlessly summarised phrase: "Fuck you."

Being kickass friends, my FridayNightGang (self proclaimed) had already picked me up and took me down to BarBarBlackSheep; Smokin'frogz rather, for (really oily and fattening) dinner. Being the gentlemen they are, they even paid for dinner (which I barely ate). Wanted to drink, but chose to head East to the Beach to pick up the other 1/4 missing from the party of Four. (where the driver was being a complete Gangster on the road)

Joe's (slightly) dysfunctional Macbook and terrible wireless connection took us on a detour to Tampines where we crashed and become a party of Seven (of which two were virtual). Skyped with the one in Aussie, and another in England; Liang I miss you alot =(

Was sent home safely and slept in til mysecretDate woke me up an hour late. If you didn't know this about me, I secretly hate waking up when I'm upset. But this time the numbing effect lasted longer than I thought it would. Spent the day studying/digressing/reading NewMoon with mysecretDate and Penguin dearest. This was where I randomly flipped the book open and read the below quoted paragraph. Today was not meant to be productive (academically wise), but merely an excuse to distract and take my/your/our mind off things. This spells Discipline. I probably also had an ultimate sugar overdose for the second consecutive day (imagine: 2 tubes of Mentos and 1 packet of Skittles all in less than 3 hours. Yesterday, it was MagnumWhite + BubbleT).

The numbness, faded a little while over dinner. But it came back after the nostalgic ride back to school. No, it's bad, but it's good for you.

And tonight, my best friend is coming over (hall) to crash.

This is a support system that will never fail you.