last night, as i was crawling around in my bedroom looking for something, i came across our old diary. i say our because i shared this diary with four other friends back in year 9. each person got to take it home for about a day or two, and they get to write in it. whatever's in it is never said out loud, each girl who has it for the day guards it with her life. there are three of these - the first is with jung hwa, the second with me and the third is either with megha or andrea. so anyway, i came across the second one, picked it up and started to read it again. duuuddeee.. i can't believe how young i sound in those entries (well, duh! i was 14). and if you can declare love to a different person every week, that was definitely the time to do it. more than half of the things we talked about were the guys we were supposedly "in love" with (for that week, that month, for the whole year, whatever the case may be). they were the guys at school, guys in the big screen. we ...