Dear bitchinia.
I miss you.
Ive been going through your blog, and mine alot lately.
I think that runaway plan sounds good.
We're heading over to Kuching in August, a week after trials. We shall sit on your roof, and then smoke with your hooker of a maid.
I feel that distance between us now. Its not like, out of sight, out of mind.
I do really miss you, and as you say, just cos your my cousin, doesnt mean you cant be my bestfriend. And thats exactly what i need right now, a bestfriend.

I'm sorry.
I keep meaning to call. But something always comes up.
Im not saying other things are more important than you, you know thats not true. I just feel like, we're too far away.