<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/10087327?origin\x3dhttp://principalkat.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>


Sunday, April 06, 2008

i have some funny feelings.

really funny feelings.

i find her extremely sweet. she's sincere and very real, unlike the rest. she remembers what i have said or say.

two days ago, we were at Ben & Jerrys and i had wanted the live band to deliver "love me" by colin rayes. we left before my request was fulfilled. last night, she met the band again at east coast. she remembered my little wish, made the request on my behalf and recorded the song on her mobile as the band played.

when she made it down to accompany me late last night, i heard the nice melody over her mobile.

she's really sweet.

there's one bad thing about her though. she can be quite emo. >.<

before we parted yesterday, i avoided her open arms. i pretended i didnt remember the hug. i'm afraid i'll fall.

the butterflies in my stomach are running wild.

##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##
MeowZ~ @ 3:20:00 PM
##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##~##






i am kat.
email: qqkat_tt@yahoo.com


this is cindy, my dearest sis.