Thursday, February 14, 2008

Today, our story starts.


On 20th September 1985, his first cry was heard.

On 4th September 1988, her first cry was heard.

They might have passed by each other a thousand times and didn’t notice each other.

Their common interest in computer brought them to SCE.

On 6th August 2007, he noticed her.

“Wow, a girl with golden hair in my course.” he thought to himself.

But she didn’t notice him. =(

Noticing that she didn’t attend the same lectures as him, he knew they were from 2 different batches. He’s from poly batch and she’s from JC, very slim chance that both of them would be in the same tutorial group.

9th October 2007, they spoke to each other, a very brief conversation that started because his programming coding was printed on the same piece of paper as her.

Maybe it was all fated.

But after that, they still didn’t speak to each other much, or rather, didn’t speak to each other at all.

One day, he took the first step to speak to her, wanting to borrow her programming notes. An irony since he was taking a more advance programming module than her.

He remembered her expression when he asked her, an expression that he will never forget. It’s almost like this à =\

She asked him for msn and they started chatting over the internet. He got to know her more.

“She’s very boyish, almost like a boy. But it’s fun chatting with her. She’s different from what I thought she is. She always had a stern expression on her face and thought she’s those type that won’t joke around.” That’s his impression of her, different from what he’s looking for. But that impression changed shortly.

That Tuesday, the day that they had maths lecture together, he was very sick, down with flu, cough and body aching all over. She walked over to him to return him the dvd that she borrowed. She slipped a packet of biscuit into his file and smile when he asked her about it. He was touched by that small gesture of hers.

Slowly, she became a part of his life. He would take out his handphone periodically to check for her message. He thought of her often.

Both of them had feelings for each other but didn’t tell each other about it. Maybe they were afraid. But still, their feelings for each other managed to convey to one another.

And today, 14th February 2008, their story begins. Neither of them will be alone for they have each other.

2 Comments:

At February 17, 2008 at 1:23 AM , Blogger pizzza said...

haha jiji..i din have 1st cry on my zeroth birthday..instead, when i was just born, i laughed at the doctor when he slapped my back! but it sounds so wrong if i edit, then will become my first laugh and ur first cry, hahaha! like it's so tragic to come across me

 
At December 6, 2010 at 10:28 PM , Blogger pizzza said...

你什么都不记得了吗

每天都会上msn和我说话
心事都会告诉我

在一起的兴奋喜悦
一起傻傻说过的话

你已经远远离去了吗
我已经被丢下了吗

 

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