Love bite

just heard a very heartwarming story from a fren.... in an attempt to restore my faith in love.

my fren met his first love when they were both 16. she mistook him for a malay, as he is very dark and spoke malay fluently, with loghat and all. he was so infatuated with her, and was contented enough to be spoken to, regardless of language. so they went on conversing to each other in malay for about 4 months, until a mutual fren pointed out that my fren is actually a chinese.

and now they have been happily married for 8 years. so sweet rite?

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