Lusi made me think about the closest girl friends that i have today. and i thought about it. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7 in S'pore and 8. 9. 10 in Vietnam and 11 in Australia and 12 in the US. hope i didn't miss out any significant one.

1.2.3.4.5.6.7 have come into my life. one by one. doing all the shit for me, as well as to me. they might not always be there. but i believe they're here to stay, right in my heart. i don't often tell them how important they have become to me. wouldn't be a surprise if some people don't even know they're one of the numbers.

8.9.10 are probably the only people who've been in my life since i was still bedwetting and unaware of the existence of underwears. we might not talk for an entire year. we don't give birthday presents. and we do swear at each other. feelings rise and fall, matter of fact. and just as matter-of-factly, we're best buddies.

11 was my old-time crush. who'd become my soulmate after only 4 weeks in school. we've met 5 times since 2001. hope i'm right... 12 was an underappreciated freak who used to follow me everywhere i went and in whatever i did. she's now enjoying the hard life in the US. till we meet again...

1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.11.12. seemingly meaningless arithmetic numbers that bring to my world the experience i could die for. thank you! i really do! and i just realize, there's 13.14.15 as well. i'm still thinking... complicated anomalies...