The last vivid image that flutters through time is of her walking with hair all tied reallyyy tight in a ponytail, those black shoes she used to wear to college, the one's with long heels, her bag which had shades of red, yellow and something else to it, one notebook with a lot of random scribbles across its leaves, two cellphones lol she used to submit one at princi's office so that her name would be all clear and so that she could continue texting people with her other cellphone.
- ( 'i disagree with her on many counts, but you can't deny she has got style' )
a lot of samosa's (i puke up at the sight of them, don't know how she managed to eat not just one but two of them), her pink pouch( or i hope it was a pouch :/).
Another image:
i think this was the last day of the exam:
i was sitting on this bed in her room, she was ironing her uniform sitting on the floor ( yeah, i showed up 20 minutes early at her place cause of my dear old mum hell-bent on making me act punctual, so naturally, she was unprepared), then i remember her talking about some stuff about her dad and i was juggling between listening to her and cramming physics. Now i look back and i wish i had paid more attention to her. I didn't know i'd be getting no more of her voice around me for almost an year.
Damn! i can't remember most of her intricate details. I suck. lol jk, it's time.
So, now after an year, she transforms from being just a laptop screen and Msn chat logs to a real alive person.
ps: i had nothing to do and i was just happy my best mate was coming over and i wanted to give my memory something to fish out, so i wrote this. If you are reading this, then please know that i still love you. Haha.
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