I picked my grey shirt today, which is 3 years old now. Haven't been wearing it for 2 years. Well, there's a story behind it. I still remember it clearly. I bought that when i'm still with Kamilah. Wore that shirt for 2009's National Day. I remembered that i was meeting the usuals. It was a Sunday. Suppose to go with the others but i decided to meet Kamilah as she was having church on that day. So i met her at Raffles Place. When i reached, she texted me, called me asking where i am. I was already there waiting for her. I ask her to meet at the MRT station which exits to a certain bank. Big buildings. I waited for her there but she still have yet to arrive. Then, she said she's lost cause she can't find the certain building. So i was panicking. I went around looking for her. From Raffles to Clarke Quay to Raffles. But still i couldn't find her. I was drenched in sweat cause of the hot weather. Finally i called her and ask exactly where she is. I kept finding her for 1 hour. I didn't give up. Keep finding her with all my sweats and finally found her. So my grey shirt is a memory for me. Forever i will remember this. This was the first time i really did something special for somebody. I will never forget this :')
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