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date: Jul 5, 2008
title: random nak mampos.
time: 2:07 AM

What happens when you drop a piece of mentos into a bottle of Coca cola?
Green,

It's hard to believe what happened has happened and there was so minimum that either one of us could do to stop things from happening or make it better that what it turned out to be.

Even though it all seems to be ok (or maybe it is, I don't know), I still feel bad. The whole time while watching the competition, my mind kept wondering. Had I said or done something which led you on, was there something about me that attracted you to me. Or was it because I was so weird, and had weird habits. I never expected you to have feelings for me, and I didn't know or suspect anything, I swear. That is why I didn't mention anything about my relationship. You've always been a great companion to me. Sometimes when they point it out to me that you were somewhat hinting or that it was obvious, I refused to believe it. Because since the first day we were friends, you have always been a good friend to me, and I'll always see you as that.

She didn't really tell me what you told her the other time, so when you said you did, it came to be a really big shock to me, that I didn't know what to say to you. I didn't reply that text message, it wasn't me, I swear. I'm sorry if have hurt you or anything, judging from your reply.

I know I've already said it, but I still feel guilty about it all. You have to believe me when I say I never meant to hurt you, really. I never had any intentions of doing so, because good friends don't plan horrible plans to bring them down or demoralise them. I always saw your good points in almost everything, even though at times I tease you about being a flirt and all. At times I may be a little straightforward to you, but I've always believed the positivity about you, and nothing else, I promise.

And about that stare, I know I shouldn't bring it up but just to make it clear -- I have never lied to you about the things that I see. I may have reacted irrationally, partly because I was so irritated as to why somebody who doesn't know me at all could give me that look, and invite more to do the same. I wasn't the only one who saw it, my friend was with me too. It depends if you want to believe me, but I swear, I am telling the truth.

I don't want to fall out of a great friendship like this, because it's been wonderful having a friend like you around. Thank you for all your surprise treats and always being concern for my health and everything else. You'll always be a good friend to me, and I treasure our friendship ever so dearly, I don't ever want it to end. Things don't have to change. Just so you know, I still keep that paper rose you left in my paperbag, and the name you wired during your lesson. :)

I'm really sorry. I feel terrible. Hope you'll forgive me.

Yours sincerely,
Orangeville.
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