I allowed my self to wallow in some nostalgic self-pity and sadness today.

 

nostalgia often gives a connotation of not having experienced something, yet missing that something.

 

and guess that aptly describes what I felt?

 

probably it’s the forced consciousness that brought it on. aprilyn mentioned her last night. mr fahmy mentioned her today. then passed by her house as usual on the highway back home. and of course, started to think about the what-ifs.

 

just one year ago, this period, I was cycling to her house and passing her notes. falling down and getting a huge scar in the process. would have just celebrated her birthday with her too. now she’s happily spending time with he who’s “been there for (her) all this while”. my foot.

 

I’m glad to be able to say I’ve more or less moved on. I haven’t allowed *her* to impact my life that often. except for those occasional sightings – heh I’m speaking as if she’s some UFO. and I’m glad time really heals. the hypothetical “they” never lie. and I’ve moved on, I guess. made new good friends in my major. people who appreciate me for who I am. just a pity that I won’t be able to spend more time with them in the next semester to develop these friendships further. and a number of them are going into honours year already anyway. (oh and did I mention I found one of them really pretty; and we share quite a few common interests? too bad she’s probably too good for me again. dancer, from RJ, staunch christian, and all that sh*t). heh. then again, we’ll be going to some concerts together. think I’ll just leave things to chance lah.

 

and so as usual, I give myself reasons why I should stay single:

 

-         save money; a LOT of money

-         I spend too much time on band

-         no one notices me anyway

-         I need time to start dieting and getting fit

-         can continue ogling at girls

-         can concentrate on studies and those oh-so-important honours

-         to go on exchange with a carefree mind

-         and be able to make as many friends as possible without restrictions…

 

and thus, as usual, I feel better after doing this.

 

dejectium out

0137 hrs gmt +8

17 april 2004

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