Back after a long long time…
Realised I haven’t been putting any entry
for quite some time… perhaps now I should have more time to update more often…
such is the leisure of varsity life…
Hafta say that cable connection rocks big
time… it’s damn fast, and being unlimited does add to the fun… haha
But guess varsity hall life does provide
it’s downsides too… when there’s nothing to do at night, my mind starts
wandering again…
Met her on a shuttle bus in school.
Suddenly, out of nowhere. That was last Tuesday. I was running late for a
lecture, so I had to chase the bus…
Boarded the bus, only to see her grinning
at me… my heart felt kinda funny, like it’s really unexpected. I was stunned
for a while, but luckily there’s this empty seat behind her… sat down thinking,
ok, I’ve got about four stops to juz talk to her…
So we juz talked, about life in general…
nothing too deep, juz the superficial “how’s life?” kind of stuff.
Two stops in, the person behind her
alights. I shift forward to sit beside her. I take a look at her tortuous
timetable. Amazingly packed.
Her fingers brush against my arm as she
shows me her timetable. She doesn’t feel anything. I tingle.
She asks where I’m going. Same stop
supposedly. But darn, she tells me about the existence of the next bus stop
that’s nearer my lecture theatre… too bad then, I’m alighting one stop after
her.
She jokes that I might just alight
together with her. I act nonchalant and brush off that remark.
Her stop arrives. I move aside to let her
pass. She smiles, and says, see you around.
I alight at the next stop. A forlorn
figure.
Life’s too cruel, I really think. Maybe to
me only. Hope everyone else’s been really fine. Things must always come with
the entire package of good and bad.
My studies get paid for, but I end up
sandwiched. The guys are one year older, the girls are one year younger. Not
many friends around.
My hall’s two minutes’ walk from my band
room. I don’t know more than three people from my hall.
I get to start varsity the same year as
her. She’s attached. Happily.
Time to get a grip I guess. Hafta try to
forget all over again. And such a dork I must be to meet her on the bus just
when I’m beginning to feel myself distance from her. Then she calls me that
very night just to ask about some stuff. And we keep in touch intermittently
through sms up till today. And only just yesterday she sms-ed me a few times
about some stuff too trivial to mention.
How can I forget in this way?
And heh, I still find the space within me
to console a friend who’s just broken up with her boyfriend. And I don’t even
know what to do with myself yet.
Time to think more during my free time I
guess.
Dejectium out
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