Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Once upon a time.
I remember long time back, I was very much insecure with my self. I never had self-confidence, and I still have that problem, lesser tho. So anyway, I was extremely in awe of this one girl. She was everything a guy from a all-boys school like me hoped to see in a tu. She was a 17 out of 10 (ahaha, I can see you smiling as your reading this, whoever the person I'm aiming this post at). A true definition of the term vogue; she was smart, sexy, and popular. I loved everything about her.
I never had the guts, to even walk by her, and even if I had to, I'd pull my cap way down till it closes my eyes, and I'll walk face down (i.e. walk of shame). I was too ashamed to even be seen by her. I remember wearing big shirts and I always wore a cap to make sure I was unrecognizable; by her or anyone else. I was invisible to her. There was zero contact towards her from me. The only memorable contact was when I passed an attendance sheet to her, but she barely even looked at my hand.
Life was sad, and was empty. I knew deep down, I'd never be able to talk to her, nor will she ever know me. I was a mere shadow. I always watched her as she got into her ride after classes. I was like an unseen bodyguard. I just wanted her to be safe, and once she's safe inside her ride, I'd walk back to the bus stand. Even though I played truant to some of my classes, I'd make sure I get there by 9-ish to see her off. I can still smell her faint perfume lingering around my nostrills once as she walked by me; and to date I'd never forget the smell. DKNY.
Time got the best of us, and it slipped away between my fingers. It was the last day I'd ever set foot for classes; and it's also the last time I'd ever see her. I walked down the stairs, waited near a small mamak stall, and watched her do her walk of glory for the last and final time. The memory of that day, is very much vivid. She was dressed in a maroon top, coupled with a black pants, she looked amazing. As she got up her ride, I bid her goodbye, but she never did see it.
I was pathetic; and I lost everything. I'd never see her again.
Or so I thought.
I'm glad I made Taylors College my choice, as I did see her again. This time, I told myself. I got to be more confident, and boost my self-esteem. I said hello, and turns out, it was the best word I'd said all my life.
I'm not gonna reveal who this person is, and neighter am I gonna give more details about her. All I can say is that, I never expected to be this close to you, or maybe not that close, but heck, YOU KNOW ME!
and you at least know my name. I'm glad I made the choice to say that very word.
I never had the guts, to even walk by her, and even if I had to, I'd pull my cap way down till it closes my eyes, and I'll walk face down (i.e. walk of shame). I was too ashamed to even be seen by her. I remember wearing big shirts and I always wore a cap to make sure I was unrecognizable; by her or anyone else. I was invisible to her. There was zero contact towards her from me. The only memorable contact was when I passed an attendance sheet to her, but she barely even looked at my hand.
Life was sad, and was empty. I knew deep down, I'd never be able to talk to her, nor will she ever know me. I was a mere shadow. I always watched her as she got into her ride after classes. I was like an unseen bodyguard. I just wanted her to be safe, and once she's safe inside her ride, I'd walk back to the bus stand. Even though I played truant to some of my classes, I'd make sure I get there by 9-ish to see her off. I can still smell her faint perfume lingering around my nostrills once as she walked by me; and to date I'd never forget the smell. DKNY.
Time got the best of us, and it slipped away between my fingers. It was the last day I'd ever set foot for classes; and it's also the last time I'd ever see her. I walked down the stairs, waited near a small mamak stall, and watched her do her walk of glory for the last and final time. The memory of that day, is very much vivid. She was dressed in a maroon top, coupled with a black pants, she looked amazing. As she got up her ride, I bid her goodbye, but she never did see it.
I was pathetic; and I lost everything. I'd never see her again.
Or so I thought.
I'm glad I made Taylors College my choice, as I did see her again. This time, I told myself. I got to be more confident, and boost my self-esteem. I said hello, and turns out, it was the best word I'd said all my life.
I'm not gonna reveal who this person is, and neighter am I gonna give more details about her. All I can say is that, I never expected to be this close to you, or maybe not that close, but heck, YOU KNOW ME!
and you at least know my name. I'm glad I made the choice to say that very word.
what did i do so wrong that you had to leave me alone ... at 9:03 PM
3 people in the crowd heard my words
3 people in the crowd heard my words
