Draft saved 30/10/2015, 03.15

From: mandy1296@ynet.com

To: stanleylj@gnet.com

Hey Stan,

Funny enough, I'm awake at 3 am and you popped into my head. I sometimes feel that I need to apologize to you but, something holds me back and tells me that it's not my fault...that you should also make the effort to reach out. Then again, who am I kidding?

This is dated 30th October...because you don't deserve regular emails yet here we are. All I can think about is the day we attended the Orchestral concert together with all our other friends. Of course you'd arrived earlier and I was late since I couldn't bring myself to confidently wear the outfit I'd chosen. I showed up though, confident and ready for a good day. I remember sitting by myself and wondering where you were. I'd texted you and said there was a seat next to me. After that, everything seems to be a blur.

We did go out I think for some fast food and I'd offered to pay for you. Then, some of us wanted to return to school and the others obviously had other plans. It was too late to get the bus back so we walked a bit, in hope to get one along the way. When we did get to school, my friend and I said thank you and headed to sleep. It's a day that kind of plays around in my mind. A happy day...but it doesn't matter anymore, does it? It's amazing how good memories can turn sour, so fast.

Mandy.