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turn back time

all i can say is, it went resaonably well. at times a little awkward but frequent laughs made it better.

pulling that stunt TWICE 4 years ago is the biggest regret in my life. if i could turn back time, i wouldn't undo any embarassing incident (e.g. going grocery shopping not realising my biore pore pack is still on), 'stead i wanna undo the pain i caused.

want the friendship back so bad. i know all is not forgotten, but sure hope i'm forgiven. was telling mel how i was so afraid that the dinner will be a scam. a plan of revenge on his end. (mel thinks i watch too much telly) oh well.. we'll never know till it really happened. and if it does, i deserve it.

all i can say to you is, truly sorry and i miss your presence in my life.

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