He was fair, slightly chubby and geeky. He was artistic, a slacker and hilarious.
He burnt a cd for my birthday and gave it to me anonymously.
He heard me snoring on the phone late one night during one of our long phone chats after he came back from using the washroom.
He never asked me out. We were never together.
He moved on, to his longstanding crush of 5 years.
We did not talk for 2 years.
And then, he returned.
And we were close for a season, following a particularly difficult period of mine.
We had common interests - shopping, singing, eating, good music. We had a common past.
He baked me cookies. He fetched me around. He thought my bag looked cool and on that exclamation, insisted on carrying it for me.
He had a beaming smile and smiley eyes that shone almost 90% of the time. He walked in shuffling manner, with drooped shoulders. He was gentle and sometimes shy.
We shared alittle more with each other about the 2 years when we didn't talk. He sheepishly but honestly revealed to me some of the things he was more ashamed of doing and thinking. I can still remember what he said. I can still remember how he said these smiling a little and looking to the ground, not wanting to really look me in the eye.
and den, he left. or i left. thank God. He isn't Christian. He's now attached.
i loved the idea of him. but he's no longer what i'm looking for.
(((PS: To my 2 friends who knows who he is... SHHHH pls don't telllll!!!! )))
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
i've not watched a more disturbing and burdensome movie than HP7: Part 1 this year.
i think it's almost as killer as the sappy, depressing k drama i watched 1 year back within the span of 3 days where Rain sets himself up to bewitch the lady whom he thought caused his brother's vegan state but ended up falling in love with her, finding out it's not her fault, driving her mad and into depression and eventually, both dying for no rhyme or reason in each other's arms.
i really love harry potter. i never imagined it's story could be so dark on the silver screen, not even when i read the book.
amazing.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
u know how i always talk nonsense right?
i'm waiting for the day when someone would unlock my mind. someone with whom my thoughts flow free and pure and deep.
i'm waiting for the day when someone would reflect me like a mirror.
waiting.
i dreamt this before watching harry potter
i had another dream last night.
i dreamt my rich friend had a bed that would drop from the ceiling.
and she kept a purple rhinoceros in her house. it chased me for latter 75% of the dream all around school, everywhere.
there were so many people, i don't know why it chose to only hunt me down.
i distinctively remember Leon's voice in the dream telling me not to turn to the right because that was where the rhino would target. i turned to the right anyway.
maybe thats why it chased after me.
i ran and ran all about school. and the school had so many hidden corridors, it was amazing.
after running for what felt like half an hour, i realized the purple rhino was probably picking my scent and hence i never seemed to loss him. i decided, i would run out of school.
by this time, the purple rhino had turned from an animal the size of 10 human beings to just a really ugly monster that was slightly bigger than the average person.
i ran out of school and tried to flag down a cab. none were stopping.
so i hopped onto the top of one like i see action stars do in blockblusters. even in my dreams, i remained down-to-earth about my physical incapabilities - i totally had difficulty holding on.
but i clinged on for dear life anyway, hoping that the speed at which the taxi was going and the intercepting wind would blow the rhino off my scent.
i woke up impressed at how much stamina and speed i had in my dream.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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