I was eating out with my family just now. Suddenly, I saw a friend, an old friend. She was eating with her siblings. I never thought to see her again after all these years. We knew each other since we were in primary school. Her name is Suraya and I had a crush on her since then.
She was never my girlfriend but I paraded around the school as if she was. It's just that I was head over heels about her that I told everyone that she's my girlfriend though she never said anything about it. How stupid could I be at that time?Hehe. I was quite possesive too. I was one of the prefects at the school and not a very nice one too. I would bash people and hit them if they ever went against the rule at school. I was never afraid to use my power then. So one day, when I was in Standard 5, I heard that a boy from Standard 4 gave her a love letter. I took the letter from her and I searched for that boy. When I found him, I hit him and we fought. Maybe I thought I was the saviour though I'm not very sure what is there to protect about.Hehe. So eventually, we were sent to the headmistress' room by a teacher. Luckily, as I was a prefect and I made it look like I was doing my job, I was off the hook and that boy got his punishment. I couldnt get any corrupted than that.Hehe.
This crush went on till I was in high school. So one day, I was offered to continue my high school at a residential school. I was happy but I was afraid of not seeing her again. I accepted the offer and on the day that I was supposed to register I was so sad with the thought of leaving her. On the way to the school, I looked outside of the window car and I cried. I cried not because of leaving home but because of her. Few months after that, I got to know that she already had a boyfriend and that boy is my friend. I was so devastated because I thought she betrayed me though I knew she was never my girlfriend.
After high school, she continued her study at England in an engineering course. Just few months ago, I got to know that she was already married to his boyfriend. Which boyfriend, I dont know, but I wish her all the best in her life and that she's happy with her husband.
Maybe some love story is never meant to be pursued.
p/s : Back in the days of mIRC, the craze of that day was having these cool nicknames. Mine was cache237. The number was her birthday number, 23rd July. So I guess maybe I can wish her an early happy birthday. So, happy birthday, Su.
lol old days
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ReplyDeletemcm sedih tp..mcm sweet memory mase kecik pun ade..
hehehehe...
menyalahgunakan kuasa sebagai seorang pengawas..tak sangka aku, pik.haha.
ReplyDeletejz: well,not many people would recognize mirc now.hehe
ReplyDeletesha filan:sedih+kelakar kot.hehe
ijan: ala,bese la,kecik2 dh corrupted...hehe
sy x prnh ingt dgn bdk lelaki mana sy suka zmn skolh rndh dulu sbb ada 2 org yg sy rpt..atau mgkn sy yg tak nk admit sy suka salah seorang drpd mereka dulu..ha3..owh,sy pun pernah salahgunakn kuasa sebagai pengawas masa darjah 6..budak2..:)
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omgbbq, so that was what 237 stood for! you told me they were some random numbers. :P
ReplyDelete*an annoying nitpick: last line in 3rd last paragraph: ... happy with HER husband. we dont support gay marriages. :P
CH: thanks...sekarang kwn lagi x dgn dorang?
ReplyDeleteReen: ooppss?...typo error,corrected,u grammar freak u... :p
kecik2 da JK!
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hhakhakhak, gilak ah
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