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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
A call woke me up from sleep at around 10am today.

Caller ID: Fz
But it was Jude on the line.
He told me that Fz won't be able to see me today,
cos he was involved in a motor accident.

It took a while for that info to sink in.
Of course, I was shocked.
Then I was immensely worried and panicky.
Interrogated Jude.
When I felt a little more secure that Fz is alive,
I started to get a hell. Lot. Pissed. Off.

Angry, cos he didn't take care of himself.
I won't go into the other reasons why I'm angry.
It's not fair to him.
He's just after an accident and I don't want him to stress out reading this.

Anw, after a while,
he texted me:

Fz: Ily bby
Me: im gna kill u (erase) im very3 worried :( Can't I come see you?

He didn't reply after that.
I'm dying to know what's gg on right now ):
Though I guess all I can do now is wait.
I expect him to get back to me by night, or tmr. :/

Court proceedings are always a delay.
Hais.

Please please please be all right.
I love you very much :'(

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