met up with cheryl on friday.. played badminton at the neighbourhood badminton court.. havent seen her for a long long time.. i think ever since the last guitar session.. much less talk to her.. we had a good time.. went to drink bubble tea and when window shopping at tm and cs for her mother;s day prezzie..and also to look at tube bras..haha.. .. thinking of it.. i think we talked more than we played badmnton which only lasted for like.. an hour.. so we gave up and went for a drink instead.... for we had so much to catch up with each other..i was actually once quite close to her when we were in sec sch.. but drifted apart after some matters..
seeing cheryl always reminded me of our late friend khum ... and perhaps its after the meeting up with cheryl yesterday.. i dreamed of her. that night... in the dream it was as if i saw khum.. but it turned out to be her look alike.. or maybe her sister.. but the image was so clear... some times on the streets.. its so easily to mistake someone for her.. for i can always remember her distinct style of walking.. and sometimes still can remember the stuff she says and how she says them.. but i am glad cheryl is still a very happy person..
still miss our friend dearly... may her always be well...