underneath the stars
I shhhhhh...
that SOMEONE doesn't know
Hello visitors, i am Hong Kun and welcome to my world
went to watch shutter with belinda today..it was a remake from the thai hit..i guess the ghost shows of the americans really could not compare to the thai or jap..lol..the movie was rather peaceful..the scenes aint scary at all..almost all of the screens are guessable..think orphanage would be a nicer one.. After the movie we met tengyu and went to chomp chomp for dinner..haha..we ordered quite alot..the 3 of us ate..stingray. kangkong, sotong,wings and mutton soup..wahaha..big appettie hur? lol
Thursday, March 27, 2008
went for a 3 day 2 night cruise with my parents and ah ma..haha..i thot initially it would be a boring one..but it turned out quite okay..though there was nth much to do but i felt that it was very relaxing..haha..it would be great if my gf is going along..lol.. there was really nth much to do at the cruise..except gambling, eating and listening to the gushing wind..haha..at the cruise we ate alot..every meal we ate twice..2 breakfast 2 lunch 2 dinner..lol..but everyone gained weight except me..haha.. the facilities wasn't tat bad over there but i felt if going with a group of close friends it would be much more fun..haha..finally i gt to step into the small casino and see what was it abt..haha..too bad i just cut my hair, the guards kept asking for my ic..tu lan lo...haha..but we only played jackpot..haha..i did won abt 50 dollars..lol..but all
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i have finally completed my 3rd story fate's plot. describing about the love for a girl over a few years, despite rejection he carry on liking her but will she be with the guy finally? you have to read it yourself.
i have only post part of the story on blog because it was 9 pages long so i decided to post part of it.
IMPORTANT NOTE: the story was based on little part of my personal experience mixed with some fantasy. if the characters mentioned in the story seems like anyone of you, my apologise to it. it was for the juice of the story. hope you people like it. the 4th story shld be completed soon enough too.
fate's plot
3/27/2008 05:14:00 PMIt started at the corridor of the class. I opened the door and rushed out of the room, knocking onto a pretty girl clumsily. “Oh, I am so sorry.” just a short apology from me and I rushed of. That is how everything started.
Every time I pass by the next class, I will always try to take a look out for her but I always can’t find that pretty face of hers. Maybe it was a game of fate; we just brush by one another without being noticed.
After a week of fruitless searching for her I decided to give up. I told Alex jokingly “Maybe I was born having no fate with pretty girls.” during the break time, Alex and I decided to go to McDonald and have a quick meal. Just as we wanted to queue up, I accidentally knocked onto her. I just said sorry and after ordering two set meals and went around looking for seats.
The place was packed with people having their lunch and after combing the area again and again, we finally spotted a seat for four and rushed there, just as we about to sit, we saw two shadows. It was her again, with another friend. Looking at the other occupied area, I decided to share the seats with them. Meeting her twice a day, it was wonderful but something more surprising is happening and this marks the beginning of a new chapter of my life.
After deciding not to look out for her anymore, it seems that you keep appearing around me. It was finally the end of the day and while I am packing up my stuffs, I saw her again, this time peeping into my class through a round window. “So there is someone in my class that knows you.” I told myself. She signaled me to call for Ellen and I did as told.
I headed home after bidding the class goodbye. I quickly switched on my laptop and log onto Facebook to check out for her through Ellen. So her name is Samantha. Finally I’ve got to know her name and decided to add her.
The next day I was grouped up with Ellen. Ellen was one of my close friends in my 2nd year in this school and we did share some secrets. “Hey, yesterday the girl that came to look for you was Samantha right? She was cute.” I asked. “Hey, yeah she is cute. You want to know her is it?” She questioned back. I was stunned by her bluntness but I nodded my head to her bluntness.
Speak of the devil, Samantha came knocking on the door looking for Ellen and she asked her to come in. “Samantha, he is Calvin. He wants to know you.” Ellen’s direct attitude made me wanted to dig a hole and hide. But thanks to her I started having more contact with her.
The next day of school was a boring one. Almost half of the class did not turn up including Alex and Ellen. The lesson itself is a boring one and I decided to chat with Samantha through messaging on one another’s Facebook message. Finally I’ve got her MSN address and we continued chatting till break time.
We decided to meet up for lunch as most of our friends were absent for the day. To me, she is a very friendly girl. Her smile was bright and cheerful. The joyful side of her really made my day. “Does she have a boyfriend? Such a fine girl is bounded to be attached.” I told myself.
I returned home thinking of Samantha and her beautiful smile. She was in my mind all these while. We started chatting more often. I just broke up with my girlfriend and she was there to comfort me. I pop up the question to her “Do you have a boyfriend?” She told me she doesn’t have one but somehow I knew she have a guy in mind, someone irreplaceable but not the full story.
We will just walk past one another with hello and goodbyes or with some text or online messages but no other interactions other than those. We did not even go out for once or what, but the feeling was her was growing stronger but I decided to take things naturally.
It was Ellen’s birthday round the corner and she opened a chalet for fellow friends. Samantha asked me if I wanted to join her to visit Ellen to give her a surprise. It was the first time we went out together but we have no trouble with conversations and stuffs. We met up for dinner and we set off to Ellen’s chalet for surprise. We took pictures and had fun during the ride there.
Ellen was indeed surprised by our visit. We started chatting and played some card games. Samantha was glued to her phone most of the time with calls and SMS. Till a point of time I we could tell from her expressions she was angry with something. Perhaps Ellen knew what happened but not me.
Her dad called and rushed her home but Samantha insisted on staying and argued with her dad. But both of us know that is not the main reason, there is something more to it. Time flies and it was already close to two in the morning. After much persuasion from Ellen and me, Samantha finally agreed to get home. I walked with her to hail a cab. While were we waiting for the cab, I asked her what happened to her sudden mood swing but to no avail. She insisted she was alright and left when the cab came.
She returned to school just fine like before. We had lunch together and she told me she had something to tell me about. “Would you like to know what happened last night?” She questioned me. “If you would want to talk about it, I am here to listen.” I replied. She told me the reasons to her mood swing last night.
She told me there was this guy wooing her that he promised to pick her up last night but failed to fulfill his promise as he was in the pub drinking. She further told me that she had a little feeling for that guy too but she did not know this sentence broke my heart as I continued listen to her pouring her hearts out. After hearing her out, we went back to our class. Before I enter the class, she said “Please do not tell anyone about this secret.” “I would rather you never tell me this secret.” I replied. She returned her class in doubt of what does my sentence means while I started guessing is she gets my message.
It’s the end of school and as I stepped out of the school compound, my mobile rang and it was Samantha who called. “Hey, what do you mean by you would rather no know the secret I’ve told you?” she questioned. “You really want to know? It’s a secret.” I paused before I gather my guts. I hung up ensuring that I will answer her question through text message as she kept asking for a clear cut answer.
It took me sometime before I gathered up the courage to drop Samantha the text message that changes everything. “Hey, here is the answer to your question. The reason is that I am having feelings for you all these while. I am not trying to persuade you to be with me or what but just to let you know I am always here for you.”
It took only a few moments for her reply and she told me that she is confused right now. She need sometime to cool down but I know in my heart the answer was a no. The next day was rather awkward when we saw one another at the corridor. Cold smiles were exchanged and we both knew that the barriers were built throughout last night to draw a line between us.
I took some time and had a drink with Alex and a few other classmates before I headed home. It was rather late in the evening and I blasted my ears with my mp3 trying to catch a short nap through the lone journey home. My mobile rang; it was a message from Samantha. I dwell on for a moment before I opened and read it. “Sorry but, let’s treat that I have never told you any secret and you have never told me your secret.”
The barrier between me and her was getting higher and stronger. It seems almost impossible to break the ice with the fact that the rest of our friendship would be like complete strangers with fake smiles all along.
For the next few months, I’ve lessen the amount of messages to Samantha till none. When we saw one another, we uses fake smile to get pass the awkward situation. I tired to avoid the chances to see one another. I’ve tried my very best trying to forget about her but not only did I not succeed, I fell even harder and deeper into the cliff of no return.
Ellen and a few others who knew about this tried to be my ‘spy’ and lend some help trying to promote me to her but I know it will be to no avail. I have learnt that she still have feelings for that guy.
In her blog, she said she have found out that the guy was actually a flirt and after sometime. He didn’t contact her and stuffs like that. She was sad and disappointed. I picked up my mobile and dropped her a message.
We exchanged messages and on the surface we somehow got back to what we used to be. I tried to hide my liking for her again, hoping that I could find ways to comfort her and help her get past this painful experience.
We meet up quite often after school together with some of our friends Darren, Maggie and Lim. We would sit down for a cup of coffee and chit chat; sometimes we would even play UNO at a little corner. On the surface she has recovered but I knew that isn’t the truth.
Monday, March 24, 2008
specs specs specs
3/24/2008 06:21:00 PM
woo..finally bought a pair of specs today at flesh imp..lol..i just grabbed and go..haha..but after bought le i tink, the specs looked abit like girl's..haha..but i tink..its nt la..lol.. cool?? or izzit weird..look like fang da tong hur?? wahaha..jkjk..wooo..specs specs specs and specs
fun time
3/24/2008 06:08:00 PM
19 mar~ went for k-lunch with tengyu and his sis belinda..haha..early early wake up jiu go sing..lol..bt it was really a fun time singing with them..after tat we went off to walk around at far east before i made my way to harbourfront..
winnings is still kept by my mum..lol..but overall the experience is great and the atmosphere is cool..haha
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
oh..if i am not wrong i din include my first story in this blog..haha..so i guess i will just add it in..
Walking aimlessly, I reached here again, stepping on the steps to an Italian café. Greeted by a polite waiter, I was served to a rear corner seat with a great window view. From there I could see the serene view of mountains with bluely mist around the summit. It was quite a well furnished café which brought out an ancient Rome theme. I took a seat putting my briefcase next to my leg.
“What would you like to order, Sir?” A polite and exquisite waitress asked. One plate of Creamy chicken spaghetti, beef lasagna and a tiramisu as dessert.” I replied. “Hmm, you really do have a huge appetite.” She commented jokingly. “Maybe?” A smile from me ensured that I was not offended by her comment before she proceeded to the kitchen with my order.
My appetite wasn’t really as huge as she mention. I ordered to, perhaps just to enjoy it. As a waitress walked past, I grabbed her hands and ordered a cup of hot cappuccino.
The strong aroma of cappuccino blended around the small corner of my seat. The cappuccino was brimming hot as I could see the trace of smoke glazing up the cup lazily before it vanished into the thin air. I held the cup up and smelt the aroma before I took a sip after twirling the cup. The cappuccino indeed perked me up but on the other hand, it made me dwell onto some broken memories.
An acoustic melody filled the café and blended in magically. “It’s familiar.” I told myself. It was Beethoven’s Fur Elise. This was it, exactly the same piece, musician, café and seat. But something was lacking, something very important.
My eyes looked to the seat opposite of mine. It was now empty, cold and shady. She is missing. At the same time, the waitress came. “Hey sir, here is your orders. Hope you enjoy them!” I took a quick glance at her name tag. “Waitress- Chanel”. It was coincidental. Looking outside the window, I started thinking about the past.
It has been about a year since I last stepped into this café. But nothing has changed, except my heart was now frozen. I wasn’t lonely like now. I was with her. Her name was Chanel.
At our first date, we entered into this café. Both of us were Italian food lovers. We ordered creamy chicken spaghetti, beef lasagna and a tiramisu. It was her first time trying lasagna and tiramisu as I ensured her that will be delicious.
We were guided to the same place as I’m sitting now. We looked out of the window and she exclaimed that the scenery was beautiful. “I want to live like this!” she told me. With a smile, “I’m willingly to accompany you.” I replied, looking into her eyes. I could tell that she was touched with her watery eyes.
At that very moment, Beethoven’s Fur Elise was being played. “Nice music!” both of us commented at the same time. We had a nice time chatting before the dishes were being served.
“You were clumsy!” she commented as I accidentally dropped the fork. “I really embarrassed myself.” I told myself. After asking for another fork, we proceed for our meal. As we were eating the spaghetti, we came to the climax as we were sharing a strip of spaghetti. With only a short distance between or lips, we exchanged eye contact and the chemistry race deep within our heart; it seems like we know what each of us was thinking about!
Blood shot up our face as it turns red, I quickly bit off the spaghetti and we continued eating. Rubbing my stomach to indicate that I was full, she laughed saying that I have some leftovers on the edge of my lips. We ordered a cup of drink and continued chatting. We were really enjoying one another’s company.
We got to know one other through one of my friend when I am play tennis one day. To tell the truth, it was love at first sight. I asked for her number a few days later, disappointed to find out that she is already attached. Despite that, we still contact one another and meet up with a group of friends for tennis game.
In a dilemma, I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing as I feel like I’m trying to break a couple up. In the end, I still decided to carry on. We exchanges messages through mobile and also through instant messengers. We came to understand one another, although she was four years younger than me but it seems that our communication was there and she was more mature than I thought.
A few months later, I received the news that she broke up with her boyfriend. I was thrilled yet at the same time lost of words as I did not know how to console her. It was a break through to me as we began to call one another often. I remembered the very first time called me. The gentle voice of her melted my heart. “Hey, are you alright?”, “don’t be disheartened, it’s their loss not to select you.” That was what she told me after I failed to get in to my college’s tennis team. I tried my best and thought that I played well but I fell painfully as I felt like I was being pushed up high by my confidence level. I felt ashamed, sad and speechless. But her gentle voice calmed me down.
To tell the truth, I initially lost my passion towards tennis after my last relationship. I went hiding and became a workaholic, thinking it will drive all unhappiness away. But after I met her, I found back my passion and decided to strive hard for a placing in the tennis competition. An invisible force pushed me forward. I hoped to join in the competition with her, but I can’t. Even so, I still encourage her and cheer behind her back as she went for the college competition.
It was in a evening as she was having some event in school till quite late and
I find the guts within me and grabbed up my mobile and typed. “Are you going home? Can I ask you out for dinner?” I waited anxiously for her reply and finally she replied “Yeah, sure!” I jumped for joy as I was able to meet her up and maybe even send her home. I went to put on a piece of clean and nice clothing before spraying some perfume as I dash off to a restaurant near her college. I waited for awhile before I spotted her from far and we exchanged smiles before she entered the restaurant. She grabbed a seat opposite me and put her stuffs down. “How was your day?” I asked. “Erm, tired but funny.” She replied with a fake smile. “I can tell that you’re tired, grab a bite and let me send you home.” She smile and nodded her head. We ordered a 12 inch California Seafood pizza and shared it among ourselves. We chat for quite awhile before we check out the clock hanging above the cashier counter. “Let’s go girl! It’s getting late. Let me send you to the subway station.”
It was a relatively short walk from the restaurant to the subway station. We exchanged conversation as we stroll. “Do you remember I told you I’m afraid of three things?” I asked. “Yes. What is the third? You haven told me yet” she replied. “You will find out when the time comes.” I answered with an evil laugh. I accompanied her to wait for the next train to come before I left. “I felt comfortable with you.” I told her. “Me too, I felt relax and happy.” She blushed as she replied. “Drop me a message when you reached home if possible!” I shouted as she got up the train. Sitting on the waiting bench, watching the train zoomed pass to heading to her destination. I turned around and smiled. I felt like I was in heaven. I walked with smiles on my face till I reached home.
“I just had a dinner with Chanel and I can’t believe it!” I told myself. My mobile phone rang. It was her, telling me that she had just reached home. I replied, asking her if she is interested in the third thing that I am afraid of. She replied a yes. I pick up my phone and rang her. “Hey Chanel, the third thing that I am afraid of is...” a sudden pause and I continued “it is losing you” immediately I hang up my phone.
A few moments later, she replied back with a message. “I appreciate your liking but I still need time to re-consider as there still confusions in my mind” though after reading, my heart still carries a 50-50 percent feelings but I still replied her “take your time.”
It was a few days after, something unexpected happened. She was meeting up with me for a movie. As I arrived at the cinema earlier, I called her and asked where she was. She picked up and replied “coming soon, sorry to keep you waiting” I replied ‘it is alright, do take care” just as I finished my sentence, a loud bang was heard through my mobile. I stood rooted and shocked. Back to reality, I shouted in the phone “Chanel Chanel, Answer me!!”
But, what I heard was the passer-by discussing about the situation and the continuous beeping of the vehicles. Just then, the siren of ambulance could be heard over my mobile phone. Upon hearing that, I immediately rushed to the cross section of the street that is around the corner. What I saw was Chanel lying on the floor with pool of blood flowing from the back of her head and I saw the civil workers carrying her to the stretcher and covering her body with a piece of white cloth. I dashed across the street and kneel down beside her body. Tears rolled down to the pale cheek of mine. I pulled her hand as the civil worker carried her body to the ambulance. I followed the ambulance to the nearby hospital, unknowingly, the movie tickets dropped from my pocket.
She was pushed to the emergency operation room as soon as she got to the hospital; I sat down in front of the operation room. Holding my hands together a place them on my forehead and prayed hard. ‘Please be alright, please, please god”. I repeat this prayer till the light of the “operation” sign went off. I quickly stood up and approached the doctor. I shook him vigorously. “How was her!” I shouted out. “I am afraid to tell you sir, that we have tried my best as she can’t be saved due to the huge impact landed on her during the accident” he replied with a pad on my shoulder with a consoling tone. I let loose of his surgeon clothing and kneeled down onto the floor with bursting tears. Crying out loud, I clenched my fist and smashed it hit against the floor. A nurse walked to me and passed me a note and told me that at was found in her pocket. I unfolded it and read. “Hey Derrick, it was really my fortune to have known you. You are the only one that made me felt so loved. I am really touched of what you have done so far but the feeling I have for you is more prone to a brother rather than a lover. I can’t bring myself to look at you as I see someone that treated me so well but yet I can’t reciprocal the loved you have given.” Upon finishing this line, tears dropped onto the letter, smirching the words, I continued reading, “I am sorry that I can’t accept your love, but I can’t refuse it too, but I think we are more suited to be friends as I am a person that prefer freedom and don’t wish to be tied down, as my past relationship experience did not turned out well.” I stopped reading and put the letter into my pocket. I closed my eyes and whisper “Chanel, I understand and I will still love you.
As she was an orphan, I went to mortuary to collect her body and gave her a simple burial ritual on the remote small hill behind the house of mine. Every year, I will be bringing her favorite purple orchid to visit her tomb and to help her clear up the tomb area.
I felt a pad suddenly and I turned my head around. It was the Chanel, the waitress in her plain clothes. She sat beside me and told me not to dwell on it too much. “Did I tell her my story just now?” I asked myself. “Well, I read your mind.” She whispers into my ears.
Still being in confusion, I walked out of the café and went to a nearby flow shop to get some fresh purple orchid. It was 18th May today. Time flies, it has been 2 years since Chanel passed away.
“Hey your briefcase Derrick!” someone shouted. I turned my head and saw Chanel, the waitress. “Oh. Thanks anyway.” I replied politely. “I’ve got something to attend to. See you again soon” I continued and turned away to the exit with my briefcase and orchid.
She grabbed my hand and look at me with her watery eyes. “Can I go with you?” she pleaded. Looking at her makes me feel that Chanel was right in front of me and I agreed without a second thought.
I took us some effort before we reached her tomb. I was busy trimming away the wild grass and was cleaning up the tomb while Chanel, the waitress was look at the tomb, looking as if they were chatting very well.
After cleaning up, my whole back was sweating. I closed my eyes and started praying. Telling Chanel how much I missed her over the years and so how I got past those feel days.
Out of a sudden, I felt someone helped me cleaned my sweat with tissue paper and I opened my eyes thinking it was the waitress Chanel but I saw no one with me, only to find the tissue paper with my sweat gliding in the air before hitting onto the grassland.
I was shocked and I went around looking for her but to no avail. “How fast and far can she walk by herself?” I asked myself in doubt. Not wanting to think so much, I headed for home as it was turning dark.
At the very next morning, I decided to look for Chanel at the café again but she wasn’t there. I approached the manager and asked “I would like to know if Chanel was working today?”
“Channel, she was not working here since 2 years ago!” the manager replied in a mono tone. “She quitted?” I continued asking. “She was killed in a car accident 2 years back.” He replied sadly.
I stood rooted to the ground and was speechless. “Who is the girl that served me yesterday and accompanied me to Chanel’s tomb?” I asked myself and I finally realized. Chanel was always been with me for the past 2 years.
FINALLY
3/10/2008 11:51:00 PMi've finally completed the 2nd story of mine..i named it untold..~ UntoldLooking out the window, under the lights of the starry night; I folded the letter and kept under the pillow with the handkerchief on the other hand. This was the 7834th time I’ve took them out and look at them, tears are dried up by now and I am only left with guilt within me.
I still remembered, the childhood days of mine. One day in my final primary school year, Mr. Fin announced that there is a new student joining our class. “Hello class, there is a new student joining us today, her name is Ariel. Let’s put our hands together to welcome her alright?”
Dead silence could be heard after three claps from me. A girl with two ponytails wearing a shade came in with an umbrella on hand. A clumsy knocked onto one of the front row table made the quiet class broke out into laughter, mocking at her clumsiness.
“Quiet down class! She is your new classmate” replied Mr. Fin angrily. “Take a seat there” Mr. Fin told Ariel, pointing to the empty seat right beside me.
“Hello Ariel, my name is Adom nice to meet you” I whispered to Ariel while initiating a handshake. She just shook my hand and did not utter a word. Lesson started as usual. But I noticed Ariel having trouble taking down the notes but I did not take it to heart. Days just passed unknowingly and it has been 3 week since Ariel joined our class. Filled with curiosity, I asked her “Hey Ariel, why do you wear shades to school?”
“It’s because, I have poor vision due to a cornea disease and I have done an operation but to no avail.” Ariel replied bitterly and pleaded me not to tell the other about her condition being afraid to be rejected by the others.
“Oh, so our new classmate Ariel is a blind girl!” shouted our classmate Jerry as he overheard our conversation. “I thought she wore shades because she is trying to act cool.” Marcus added on. Instantly the whole class began a mocking session on Ariel’s condition. “Stop it you idiots!” I shouted angrily. Not being able to take it anymore, Ariel slammed the table and dashed out of the classroom and even fell onto the floor after a knock onto the tables by the exit. Without a second thought, I ran out of the classroom to look for Ariel.
After combing the school area for a few rounds, I finally found her crying bitterly at the corner of a deserted room. I sat quietly beside her and offered her a piece of tissue. She tilted her head and leaned on my shoulder. My uniform was soaked with her tears within seconds and I’ve realized how hurting it was to her. “Do not worry, I will protect you and will never let you get hurt, I promise.” I whispered into her ears. She looked at me with her teary eyes and smiled at me.
“This is the 6th school I have transferred to in the past 2 years” she told me. “I just wanted to make more friends and live a more colorful life, before I lose my sight to the world of emptiness” she repeated.
Ariel told me she had a sister named Eva who took great care of her as she will walk her to school and back home while holding her hand. Not only that, Eva will accompany her from place to place and will try not to leave her alone.
Finally I’ve understood what really happened to Ariel, why she wore shades to class everyday, moving around with her umbrella and those clumsy knockings. Upon hearing her story, I do pity her and what I can do was to protect and comfort her.
Stroking her hair like a little child, I whispered into her ear “I’ll be here for you, I promise.” I held her hand and guide her to the canteen as the recess bell rang. “Bring me to the table right beside the vending machine.” She told me as we walked into the canteen.
There was this short hair girl which resembles Ariel seated at the table. “She is my twin sister Eva and this is Adom.” Ariel introduced us to one another. “No wonder the both of you looked alike.” I commented. After which, I proceeded to purchase some food for the sister to eat. After eating and chatting, Ariel and I head back to class.
Eva, Ariel and I thus became good friends as we meet up often for lunch and studies. At times, I will walk home with them and we have a great time together. Just that Ariel and I thought that the rest of her staying in the class will be peaceful one, things returned to normal. Marcus and Jerry started mocking and teasing Ariel everyday and after putting up those nonsense for a week, Ariel broke into tears again and was absent for school for 2 weeks.
She finally returned upon absence but this time, Eva brought her to class and its obvious Ariel was restless for the day. She didn’t utter a word nor give a smile. The recess bell rang signifying the end of break time. Just as I stepped into the class, I saw Marcus and Jerry taking Ariel’s umbrella and away and making fun of her, trapping her with tables and chairs. She cried for help but no one lent her their helping hands.
Upon seeing this, I dashed towards Marcus and started throwing punches on him. Jerry tried to pull me back but I kicked him away. The class turned into a wrestling ground. Cheering and jeering of the class brings up the intensity of the fight. Punches and kicks exchanged, uniform torn and ragged.
“Stop fighting!” Ariel shouted angrily and pulled me back. This managed to stop our fighting. Cuts and bruises can be seen as the fight ended. Ariel took out her handkerchief and started helping me wipe off the sweat and blood. Suddenly, Mr. Fin entered the classroom and started reprimanding us, asking us to stay back for detention.
After arranging back the tables and chair, we continued our lesson as per normal and everything seems alright. Just before the school bell rings, Mr. Fin broke out the news that today will be the last day of school for Ariel as she has some personal problems. I was shocked as I heard this coming from his mouth. “Thank you everyone for taking care of me and treat me as your friend.” Ariel thanked the class as she stood up with her bag. She opened up my clinched fist and stuffed her handkerchief before apologizing for her sudden leave. “I promise, I will write to you. Wait for me and be there for me.” She told me before running out the class towards Eva who were waiting for her outside the class.
I looked down and closed my eyes. My thoughts ran wild, thinking what drove her away. Droplets of tears started falling onto the handkerchief. I unfold it and saw a smiley face sewed on with writings “I am here too, I promise.” Instant warmth raced up my chest and I quickly cleared away my tears before heading home.
That very night I couldn’t get to sleep. Image of Ariel will get into my mind as I closed my eyes. I poured a cup of water and made my way to the balcony. The wind gushing against my face as I stared at the starless night till the dawn breaks in.
A week has passed and I went back to school as usual like nothing has happened. Just that I became quiet. Looking at the empty desk next to me just reminds me of Ariel. School ended as the school bell rang and I headed straight home. I slotted my hand into the letter box and I pulled out the stack of letters and look through them. I opened my mouth wide as I saw an envelope written “From: Ariel”. I quickly tear it open and read what Ariel wrote.
“I am sorry once again for my sudden leave. Actually the 2 week of absence isn’t that I don’t dare to face the class. But it’s that my eyesight is getting from bad to worse. I went around seeking doctors for help but was told that I am turning blind. The only solution will be an operation but it can only perform in Australia whereby technology is more advanced.
The reason that I went back to school the other day was to see you once again, before I had my operation. I wanted to remember how you looked like. I am afraid I will turn blind and I would never get to see you again. No matter what, I will try my best to recover and when I recover, I wish you will be there with me and accompany me to travel around the world to see the beautiful sceneries of the world. I know in your heart you have agreed upon reading this. I am here I promise.
this is just part of the story..because its 9 pages long, i've decided to show part of it to you..are you all interested in knowing what happened?? if you want just tag or pm me ba..i sent it to you..if you all really want..
wow..finally went to watch the leap years today with ty and lim..met at abt 12 plus and caught it at amk..the storyline itself was very good..great story..bt the movie itself was alright, perhaps it was quite lengthy i guess..but otherwise it will be a very good movie for those who is lazy to read the novel writtebn by Dr.catherine lim.can someone really remain in love with someone for 12 years? maybe when i get bigger i might really understand it i guess..if it really happens, maybe tat is really call love ba i supposed..lolrule #1 was also screening..woo..really wish to scare myself..haha
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
3rd time trying to catch ah long movie..bt failed..haiz..this time is due to the inefficient crew of the cinema..lol..woke up at 9 plus, i bath and travelled to sun plaza..saw the time slot at 1040..thn went up, wanting to buy tickets, but found no one there and i din see the time slot on the tv, it was actually at a corner of somewhere..it was only till 11 before i spottted it..damn..no choice..saw playboy cops and decided to buy the tickets, i rmb seeing it on the web, featuring shawn yue..i thot it was the ghost show where her was the cop..yea, indeed he was a cop..but there are no ghost..it was only till the middle of the movie before i discovered..cos i din see a single ghost..wahahah..
quite stupid indeed..haha..only 4 ppl in the cinema..the other 3 was uncles and auntie..haha..one of the uncle even left half way..haha..guess he made the same mistake as me and since she din see fiona xie in it and thus left..*get what i am saying??* wahaha..but overall it was a nice movie la..cos the storyline was quite good..a mixture of comdey and some sadness(only the ending part) and there were some actions too..haha..after tat went to ty hse to play his new PS3..wow..was impressed by the quality of the graphic..lol..damn gorgeous..haha..how i wish i wanted one..but it was ex for sure..haha..
