Good Wine? or Just Bad Cheese?
Like a good wine it only gets better with time...
I can't seem to find that one post which I had posted some time in '09. I remember quite vaguely that I wrote about this girl from school. About how she kept crossing my thoughts, and how I didn't think much of it then yet somehow she'd reappear a few minutes later. And how I wasn't sure what this all meant? I'm quite sure that I must have posted it, because I remember Kim once asked me, gleamingly like a young kid if she could ask me a question? To which I replied No, you may not because I knew specifically that she was going to ask. "who's the girl that you were talking about in the post?" and then a few minutes later she walked past the both of us and I said Hi! and I think I introduced her to Kim(not entirely sure). I've been browsing through my archives for the umpteenth time and I just can't seem to find it..
The reason why I've been looking for this one post is because in a week or two I intend to ask her out again. I happen to know that she's interested in looking at nice houses, especially the old English ones that are still existing till now, the sort that used to be around during the colonial days. And I happen to know this part of Changi where there are two or three of these houses and they are beautiful. I remember quite clearly during my national service days when my partner and I would cruise around Changi area and I always admired those houses each time we passed by thinking that if one day I could own one like that it'd be perfect. They're mostly painted white and are surrounded by lush green grass, the structure has this warm, cosy feel to it, and there was a trampoline outside one of them, which led me to think there must be a family living in there though I never once saw kids or people for that matter around or inside the house. Beautiful, beautiful house. I used to think one day I'll bring this friend of mine here and show her these houses and I guess that day's coming pretty soon.
It all started about two weeks back, I was in the NUS bus heading to my cousin's Penang food restaurant with the climbers Yunni, Sean and Royston, and purely coincidentally, we bumped into our junior who was in the bus as well (and who had not started school yet). Well it turned out that upon some friendly interrogation he was going to meet her and her other girlfriend for dinner at IKEA! and I remember thinking to myself, this guy is going out with her and here I am, having dinner with the same old comfortable friends who will always be around till the end of time. Feeling somewhat perturbed I relayed this short disturbing thought to Sean, whose sort of become one of my closest most trusted confidantes over the years. He immediately laughed and scolded me for it. And mercilessly revealed what I had just told him to the other two of them just to embarrass me.
That very night I went to bed, I had a nightmare, like my life was slipping through my fingers and I wasn't doing anything about it and if I continued this way, my hands would be empty in no time. Like a typical scene in a movie I woke up during the nightmare feeling positively shakened. Well first, the reader has to understand that I might no longer be in Singapore in a couple of months time, so I think I might have unconsciously fallen into this state of just leaving everything I have here for the better or worse simply as they are, and just looking forward to the unknown in the not so distant future which is pretty exciting. For too long, I had chosen not to do anything, and now it seemed like I had come to a point where I could really lose something that if I left undiscovered would be a real pity. I knew I had to do something. With this strange conviction and the young wittiness I used to have as a kid(cheeky little bugger who sneaked into his brother's room to find the name list of his choir just so I could get the number of one of his female choir friends who was a year older than me, bad move) I formulated a master plan. I remember walking and finishing my work in the morning and feeling tired as I usually do, but fearful at the same time because this time round I was going to do something(I promised myself, because there's only one way to find out and that's through trying) I wasn't sure if I was going to do this but it started of with me going to the saloon to get a haircut. I remember leaving my house to go to the saloon and the scene from the Replacements started playing in my head, where the main character the quarter back (Keanu Reeves) was going back and forth about going in for the kiss and in the background there were these commentators commentating(?) as if during a live match and they were saying something like "Oh man looks like this defence has been holding Falco back all night will Shane Falco be able to make the try? Let's hope he does.." And then a text to her while I was having a hair cut. To which the reply went: ":) Awww! Dear Ben, Alright! XYZ"
I was happy but nervous at the same time. Anything could have gone wrong, especially since my driving skills are so bad. I shan't go into detail as to how the night went, but it involved ice-cream, prata(at a prata place where she grew up visiting and for some reason all the banglas seem to recognize her They'd watched her grow up and are endearingly nice to her and she seems to like it!) and a long walk through the park that her dad used to bring her to when she was young. Dear God, I think she might be the one.
So there you have it!.. I'm not sure how things are going to pan out, and I'm not quite sure what this is. I guess only time can tell.
I can't seem to find that one post which I had posted some time in '09. I remember quite vaguely that I wrote about this girl from school. About how she kept crossing my thoughts, and how I didn't think much of it then yet somehow she'd reappear a few minutes later. And how I wasn't sure what this all meant? I'm quite sure that I must have posted it, because I remember Kim once asked me, gleamingly like a young kid if she could ask me a question? To which I replied No, you may not because I knew specifically that she was going to ask. "who's the girl that you were talking about in the post?" and then a few minutes later she walked past the both of us and I said Hi! and I think I introduced her to Kim(not entirely sure). I've been browsing through my archives for the umpteenth time and I just can't seem to find it..
The reason why I've been looking for this one post is because in a week or two I intend to ask her out again. I happen to know that she's interested in looking at nice houses, especially the old English ones that are still existing till now, the sort that used to be around during the colonial days. And I happen to know this part of Changi where there are two or three of these houses and they are beautiful. I remember quite clearly during my national service days when my partner and I would cruise around Changi area and I always admired those houses each time we passed by thinking that if one day I could own one like that it'd be perfect. They're mostly painted white and are surrounded by lush green grass, the structure has this warm, cosy feel to it, and there was a trampoline outside one of them, which led me to think there must be a family living in there though I never once saw kids or people for that matter around or inside the house. Beautiful, beautiful house. I used to think one day I'll bring this friend of mine here and show her these houses and I guess that day's coming pretty soon.
It all started about two weeks back, I was in the NUS bus heading to my cousin's Penang food restaurant with the climbers Yunni, Sean and Royston, and purely coincidentally, we bumped into our junior who was in the bus as well (and who had not started school yet). Well it turned out that upon some friendly interrogation he was going to meet her and her other girlfriend for dinner at IKEA! and I remember thinking to myself, this guy is going out with her and here I am, having dinner with the same old comfortable friends who will always be around till the end of time. Feeling somewhat perturbed I relayed this short disturbing thought to Sean, whose sort of become one of my closest most trusted confidantes over the years. He immediately laughed and scolded me for it. And mercilessly revealed what I had just told him to the other two of them just to embarrass me.
That very night I went to bed, I had a nightmare, like my life was slipping through my fingers and I wasn't doing anything about it and if I continued this way, my hands would be empty in no time. Like a typical scene in a movie I woke up during the nightmare feeling positively shakened. Well first, the reader has to understand that I might no longer be in Singapore in a couple of months time, so I think I might have unconsciously fallen into this state of just leaving everything I have here for the better or worse simply as they are, and just looking forward to the unknown in the not so distant future which is pretty exciting. For too long, I had chosen not to do anything, and now it seemed like I had come to a point where I could really lose something that if I left undiscovered would be a real pity. I knew I had to do something. With this strange conviction and the young wittiness I used to have as a kid(cheeky little bugger who sneaked into his brother's room to find the name list of his choir just so I could get the number of one of his female choir friends who was a year older than me, bad move) I formulated a master plan. I remember walking and finishing my work in the morning and feeling tired as I usually do, but fearful at the same time because this time round I was going to do something(I promised myself, because there's only one way to find out and that's through trying) I wasn't sure if I was going to do this but it started of with me going to the saloon to get a haircut. I remember leaving my house to go to the saloon and the scene from the Replacements started playing in my head, where the main character the quarter back (Keanu Reeves) was going back and forth about going in for the kiss and in the background there were these commentators commentating(?) as if during a live match and they were saying something like "Oh man looks like this defence has been holding Falco back all night will Shane Falco be able to make the try? Let's hope he does.." And then a text to her while I was having a hair cut. To which the reply went: ":) Awww! Dear Ben, Alright! XYZ"
I was happy but nervous at the same time. Anything could have gone wrong, especially since my driving skills are so bad. I shan't go into detail as to how the night went, but it involved ice-cream, prata(at a prata place where she grew up visiting and for some reason all the banglas seem to recognize her They'd watched her grow up and are endearingly nice to her and she seems to like it!) and a long walk through the park that her dad used to bring her to when she was young. Dear God, I think she might be the one.
So there you have it!.. I'm not sure how things are going to pan out, and I'm not quite sure what this is. I guess only time can tell.