those were the days...

saw this guy who was from my jc at canteen a today.

a pleasant surprise indeed for me.
haha, cause i used to have a crush on him. i was his secret admirer.

suddenly reminded me of those jc days, when i used to take bus 854 to school, and would pass by his bus stop every morning. i would pray and wish that he got up the bus every morning. it's my little motivation for that really arduous and long bus journey. but my wish was never fulfilled for most mornings, or rather even if he got up the bus, i would be sleeping soundly, with saliva drooling down my mouth, totally unglam. hai...i would only realize he was on the same bus as me, when i saw his bright red swiss army bag in front of me at the interchange. come to think of it, it was so silly. haha...

and on days when i was able to stay awake for the bus journey, and he really did get up the bus, I would pretend to not bother about him anyway. my behaviour was so untelling. he would never have known that this straight-faced girl actually had something for him. wahaha...he wouldn't be bothered anyway. he wouldn't have realized my presence anyway. i never got to know him personally throughout those 2 years. could only gaze at him from afar, knowing that he got attached with this girl from his class and ......

Those were the days....it's already been 4 years since jc. so many things had happened. an unexplainable nostalgic feeling just overwhelms me today. 4 years. he's been through ns and probably more. and i've been through a sucky relationship and more changes in my life.

We've all grown up, or kind of changed in terms of so many aspects.
However after all these, we still remain as strangers, oblivious to each other's presence. moving on with our own lives. memories...