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Its an acknowledgement speech. Period.

To the guy who gave me Nickleback's "Figured You Out" because he thought it'd help me cope with a broken heart (it did)

To the guy who introduced me to Terry Pratchett, saw bad student films, ate good student desserts and watched fireworks with me on Marine Drive to help me get over another guy

To the guy who convinced me to apply for the Rhodes' scholarship, who put the worm of book-writing in my head and who didn't mind that I was crazy.

To the guy who loved smelling my hair, who cooked for me and didn't mind that I cried on our second date

To the guy who gave me what I asked for, when I needed it the most

To the guy who liked me but doesn't mind staying friends

To the guy who calls and talks nonsense and doesn't expect me to do the same

To the guy who flirts and compliments and lifts my mood and my ego on a daily basis

To the guy who thinks I should stay sarcastic and not give a fuck about what others think

To the guy who pursued and gave up with good grace

To the guy who called me his intellectual soulmate

To the guy who thinks I have nice features and poise


Thank you, all.
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  1. Carpe Diem!April 24, 2011 at 12:20 AM

    :O All these are different guys?!! Man, aren't you lucky? ;)

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  2. kajoriMay 6, 2011 at 12:19 AM

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  3. DhruviFebruary 17, 2012 at 3:13 AM

    This is my absolute favorite! Love, love, LOVE it!!

    Dhruvi

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