Don't really remember how old is my wallet now. For sure until now, I never have changed my wallet to a new one just basically I'm not thinking of buying the new one. Gucci, LV. What about mine right now? Just a fake Adidas rasta wallet. Despite that, it ain't just a place to keep my pocket money, I bring along my memories in it.
2003.. I could remember almost everything that happened on that year until now. 2003 onwards. Tears of joy, I first released it on this year. And I think that was the most weirdest and coolest that ever happened. Not anymore I feel like a kid. Never I had been so happy until I cried. The wallet really got so much in it with the old plastic taped letter I got. It ain't a love letter because in no way the content of it mentioned about love. Maybe it did mention something about she couldn't accept me because she met other guy (on which in that year, it turned out to be my own karate training partner). That was the year I could really feel to be the guy who sits in the front seat and watch the love story.
The letter, it really is a miracle because until now, I'm still able to keep it. It doesn't look as good as how I received it. My wallet gone through the tough and sweet times with me. I don't read it everyday. I'd just read it once in a while because it gets me 'there' when I missed my sweet times so much. So stupid of me that I could just cry now just because I'm 'there'. How I missed the time when I came to school early morning as a very shy and quiet guy, and she just came to me and said "can i have your phone number?". Never thought that, a day after that, at about 7 pm, I'm done with my shower and there it rang. I kindly texted the unknown number and it turned out to be her. So happy like I just knew how it feels to be happy. I dropped my very first tear of joy. hehe.. a bad guy I was before for the past 4 years when we were in the Primary classes, and a sweet start for new friendship she gave me. It was on that night onwards, I started to appreciate friendship we are having. "Friendship is like a line. It has no end unless you put a 'stop' to it".
2005.. I started to play pool. My handphone was always in my pocket, awaiting for SMS from sweet friend of mine. I was so 'virgin' in this love thingy, just by sms-ing with her, I felt like she was really in front of me and the pool game delayed so much just to finish my sms to her. $100 worth of hp credit I totally used it in less than 2 weeks. (the rate for sms was 10c/sms) You do the math cuz I don't want to. xD The checkered baby blue book I wrote, I treated it as a diary. Good thing she read it already. But the book weren't enough to tell what I felt about her. what I'm FEELING about her.
The love pillow, is it still there with her? I wonder.. under a tight budget of $20, I tried to make it as sweet as possible. She is a girl with a high taste in everything. Clothing, food, drinks, guys and even birthday presents. What do I have? Back then in 2004, I could only buy her a a heart shaped pillow saying "love ya". I could still remember the smile on her face when she got it. =) ....
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