Cath a falling star, put it in your pocket and never let it fade.

Sundays usually bore the hell out of me that's why I don't wind up my spring on sundays. But this sunday was a different story.

What a beautiful sunday.

Three seems to be quite a number, back then I wasn't fond of odd numbers just for the simple reason that they are odd. I had a change of heart with odd numbers and sundays just recently.

An Overview: We made paper stars at Arcadia with different colors of paper. We watched the Devil wears Prada(Meryl Streep was all glam!). We ate at Aristocrat, three chickens apiece! We went to Starbucks three times. We bought three lollipops at Starbucks. We ordered frapps three times. I stepped on her heel three times. She has three piercings(and I'm gonna get my ear pierced this week too, a total of three). They say that the third time's the charm, and this is my third time with her for the past three months. And YES, I got charmed.

Thanks for everything, that was one of the best days in my life.

But alas, all things, good or bad, must come to an end. So we parted at midnight.

I remember a person in the Bible, and I quote: "Walang lilingon, ang lumingon magiging bulto ng asin!"

*Sigh*

I'll NEVER let the star fade in my pocket.