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the barista

I had wanted to say, people do change after all. But some would say, it's because the right one has not come along. I never tried being defensive, in fact, I categorised that under my KIV file because I do not have a similar experience to speak of. Still, it was sad to hear. I have nothing against anyone who says that, I am just feeling slightly melancholic over such theory being theorised. I was not mad, at all. I guess I was just trying to erase those thoughts before returning to reality. The process was a quick one, and which I was thankful for.

During today's game, I felt I lost focus, again. However towards the end, I think I was getting it back. I wished we could play every week so that I could constantly work on it. Unfortunately the cash in my activesg account has run out. Zzz.

We haven't had the vegetarian food at the coffee shop for dinner in a while. The food was still pretty good, except the portion seemed to have diminished a bit. We had Starbucks again. The same drink. The same formation. The same people. And yes, the same cute barista. A and I kept a lookout for him again. I think it was the fourth time. Today he came over and talked to us. I was really happy. Happy not because he talked to us, happy because the fact that we laughed about the whole thing later made me feel that we are still very young. It's always good to feel young.

Mum came to pick me up. It's been a while.
Of course, I couldn't be more thankful. I always want to thank the universe for all the blissful things.

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