4:30 am.

Thanks waluajahbishiee for the comfy little not so little chat.. =)

I think back of the 4:30s I've had..
The most special.. The most crazy.. The most memorable..

And like a tree's branches my thoughts spread.. Somehow a few main characters surface in my mind, and I am reminded of the times that I have felt the most wronged in my life. Basically, 4.

Once, I was just tormented by a so called close friend, for months on end.

Next, I tried to be a good friend and helped my friend look for his gf in a crowded canteen, so she could meet him for him to break up with her. She thought I was the 3rd party. And the actual third party supported that misconception. ...

When I cooked for someone for the first time and he scolded me for it.

Then, I was perceived as the whiny ex who would not give up on the guy, and called everyday to cry at him, when the truth was it was the other way around. This is probably the worst I ever felt. -sigh-

But well here is the most special 4:30 I had...

It was drizzling slightly, and I had someone I believed(at that time) that I was going to have, looking after me, letting me look after him, for the rest of our lives.

Ah, silly puppy love. =)