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//26 July 2008 5:10 PM

'Cause you are my baby, baby.

Just came back from the funeral downstairs. Pretty emotional. 20 years being neighbours, all in all. 19 years for me. I remembered myself going over to their place to play with their daughter who is a year younger. Used to psuedo-fight with her, pretending we're the pink and yellow power rangers. What!? Don't laugh okay! We were young and innocent then. Haha. We stopped though, when we were moving on to, I think, Primary 2 &3 respectively. Since then, we would walk past each other awkwardly. Hmmmm.

Anyway, there was this huge group of indians, malays and chinese over at the funeral yesterday night and this afternoon (photo below). I didn't dare to take a shot in front, where they could see me haha, but there were at least 30 people (over 80 last night). Known as my neighbour's "sworn brothers", they were there to pay their last respects. Age ranging from as young as maybe 14 to whatever age you can think of.

Okay, enough of digressing about the race and age.

The younger group of guys in the gang kept taking photos of me while we were in the bus going to the burial grounds, even with my parents around. The audacity of it, really. All I could do was duck behind anyone that could cover me. I was telling my brother why he didn't protect me and he was like, "You also never protect me before." Wtf.

But then he flexed his biceps, and I got a shock because they're pretty huge.

Now, in my previous post, I was saying "Where's my boyfriend?". It didn't literally meant that he was uncontactable. I merely had a sense of longing for him after I read that soulful blog, that's why the sentence was there. God, stop assuming.
It. Is. Just. A. Sentence. But thanks for all the concern. (:

Alright, need to start on my ICA already. Will update later if I feel like it.