met up with becca toh again. love that girl. she's easily the coolest friend that i have, by my own standards. she wears a mickey cap; carries a weird bag; works in the music industry; is a proficient "gay-dar"; loves pepperlunch (anyone who loves pepperlunch get 20 cool-factor points. pingqi gets 50 because she's bloody excited about the cooking process.); loves the movies that i love; irritatingly claimed that "philadelphia" was always her "favourite movie" when i told her to go watch it; loves nice romantic shows (non comedy) and crude humour and epics and dramas and tom hanks and brad pitt and Legends of the Fall; has her own music taste; knows what the fuck is nanowrimo; shares 5 years of solid nonsense with me - and ever coming up with more more more and MORE; finishes my sentences with greater accuracy than maybe even i can put in words; still has her pair of brown soul-devouring eyes that speaks of world-weariness; laughs heartily and most importantly... her name is re-becca toh.
we caught "Stardust" - again. there was no sex scene like "Lust, Caution", no powerful punch, but.... she loved it. she's a neil gaiman fan. (coolness isn't it? normally ppl would watch it for claire danes, or because it has great ratings, or because friends claim that its nice. but she's actually a neil gaiman fan.)
den we went home our separate ways again.
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my star also dropped from the sky.
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