how one weekend may have destroyed my entire week.

... to you."   That was the last he said. via sms. Hell, I didnt even find time to write about how over-the-moon I was on Friday and then on Sunday. It started from a jazz bar affair to intercollege's battle of the bands. Shamlessly I'd admit, this was the first time I've met anyone on the dance floor I was seriously keen on having a relationship with. Of course I had my reservations, in fact I had ...