Sunday, December 19
this is for jan.
i still remember you as a fairly quiet, bookish girl in sec1. you looked so much like huiqing, i was always reminded of her, looking at you. remember our crazy projects and all that bubble-tea drinking? you were the top student of the level for 2 years straight. i used to sit next to you and listen to you rattling off all the facts before a test or exam.. and i did so well then. well, relatively. just by listening to you rattling off like a train without pausing for breath. did it ever occur to you to be a teacher? remember we wanted to join library together, but my mum wouldn't let me.
you gave me that tiny blue teddy for my birthday that year. for christmas i gave you the me-to-you bear keychain.. and in sec2 we sat next to each other in class.. remember we used to put our pencil cases together and join the keychains? remember the kingfisher that was always outside the window? i remember you coming in dripping wet from umbrella service and taking your socks and shoes off to dry.
remember sec3? you sat next to dilly. it was the joke of the year, having the welfare head and discipline head sit by each other and drive themselves and everyone else nuts with their bickering. we went for bioinformatics, remember? remember watching gattaca and falling in love with it? it still takes my breath away. then your sister came to help us with the dna model.. and didn't know how to address my mum.. remember the sec3 dance? that was a
lot of makeup.
and this year. for the first time in years, you were around again.. with physics homework all ready to be copied.. =D 4 years down the road and still doing fantastically well, although you stopped reading aloud from the textbooks. i sympathise completely, there really are a lot more words in upper sec. remember when chris ran behind you during pe and suddenly announced that you've got a tight butt? then we told you that in jc you'll find yourself running faster than all the guys and bungs cos they'll all be running behind you to see your butt. =D remember when the four of us finally sat in a row? and all our nonsense during emath lessons.. the happening backrow family gone wild together, all eight of us.
how quickly time does fly. 4 years have come and gone, leaving nothing but memories and photograpsh. we'll both be in hwa chong next year [hopefully].. albeit in different faculties. i hope we'll always be more than hi-bye friends.. i hope when we pass each other in the corridors or maybe meet in the washroom.. there'll be more than superficial conversations. i hope i'll know when you get your first bf before the gossips tell me.. and because i'm always outdated when it comes to gossip, that'll give you enough time to let me know. i hope we'll still be there for each other.. and i hope doing different subjects won't cause a sudden gulf between us. we must all grow up and change.. but i hope we continue growing together.. and adjusting to each other's changes.. and that even time cannot destroy our friendship. are we friends or are we not? you told me once but i forgot. so tell me now and tell me true, so i can say 'i'm here for you'...
it must've been love.
11:04 pm
xoxo
