What does it mean, to have someone rushing down in nothing but only his boxers on, at 12 plus in th morning, when he received a call from you crying & terrified, because you were disturbed? To walk a distance from his home, passed th public road, th shopping center & to another different estate, just to "come to your rescue"? Frantically finding th culprit because he was unhappy that his happened, but to no avail? Walking back to his home with you & oblivious to people's stares because he just couldnt care less about what people think about his appearance at that moment? Having to trouble his mum to bring down two helmets & shirt, so that he could send you home safely? And ignoring th fact that before this happened, you were th one who left him abruptly because you were upset about certain issues. He could've just leave you there alone but did th opposite instead.

This happened a day ago but its still on my mind because obviously, its th littlest things that means more. Thank you.

I love you, Syafiq.

♥

Somehow, this got me thinking.

Eh hello.

Spent th day at Universal Studio yesterday. My virgin trip, of course I was sexcited about it. Haha. Other than th killer weather, th whole trip was fun & enjoyable, with th fact that Ain and our partner leave th rest of th teachers behind (since they have quite a number of restrictions) so that we can ride th roller coasters. HEHE. And I swear, that was th best feeling ever! Hoho.

Early dinner at Fig & Olive @ Vivo afterwards, then bus home.

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And to all th teachers, happy teacher's day!

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