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Sunday, June 27, 2010
Call 489-4608 and I'll be here
 We are having severe graduation trip withdrawals. Really severe. Especially the 3 boys. They are completely in love with each other. They had 2 boys' nights out in a row. We met on Weds with the rest of the guildhouse gang for standard drinks, spontaneous house party + lancing lancing after that with bunch of funny angmohs, and last night watched soccer together. Will we ever make it through this post-US rut?I jest, I jest.  I'm surprised myself. I thought I was going back to America to relive the beautiful scenery and the headiness of travel freedom. I ended up growing closer to these people I've shared my last four years with (Nair being the newest addition). It's so funny how God brought all of us together. Christians but not your typical church girls and boys. We bonded in a very real way and yes, our paths may diverged and we will all look back fondly at the crazy memories and tell our kids that mom and dad used to be wild but we don't even keep in contact with these people anymore(I'm glad I can say all these now with poignant realism). Alternatively, we promise forever and are jiemeis shuongdis at weddings and godpas godmas to the tiny ones. Only God knows. There're some sadness, some new news, alot of funny stories. I know the temporal fallouts and the getting on each other nerves is just that, temporal. You travel some, you lose some. But you gain a whole lot. So cryptic but these jumbled up thoughts make a whole lotta sense right now and I know we're fine & we're alright. What I will never forget: the duo who have majorly creative ways to wake me up in the morning and remade memories so ridiculous it's like living in a permanent Family Guy episode. They gave me serious Stockholm Syndrome midway through the trip, in between San Diego and Vegas. The hunt for buffalo wings, the limited vocabulary and the intelligent retorts made up the training from the goodcop badcop routine Gabe & Wilvin perfected. I miss us, as W puts it. Lastly, our new/old friends. The Asian Americans, the NUS NOC boys and the random whites who seem drawn to our group. They don't quite make up for D's infamous last minute pangsehs and MIAness. But still, they were part of the good times. True, many good things come to an end. I know the best is yet to be though. Like Stella told Ted (and I'm using this as a parallel analogy, ultimately still attesting to God's greater plan): She's getting here as fast as she can.
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