on Sunday, April 16, 2006
i was gg to meet the gays for dinner at newton at arnd 6 la, so i had to take a 171 towards town direction. i was starting to get pissed because the bloody 171 just refused to show up. then i told myself that i better take 67 when it comes too. but, no matter, it came anw so i just go on it, sitting at the rearmost seats at the left window, giving me a view of the entire bus, and occasionally looking out of the bus onto bt timah road.
quite normal, rli, but the seats were all like getting filled up, esp at that eton preschool bus stop. suddenly the bus like became full or something. then suddenly got even more ppl come up, hmmm, i was like wth... think it was at eton presch there then lots of ppl came up, but this girl caught my eye.
damn cute stuff, rather flat but i can honestly live with that, but it was her EYES man, her eyes took me away. her face was perfect to go with that pair of luscious eyes, and her hair flowed like a beautiful mane it was. fantastic. clad in a simple but nontheless good looking brown spag strap, a slightly faded pair of jeans, and this white bra strap aha. no glasses. so i looked at her, noticing all these small details as i usually do while people watching on the bus. she was carrying the same brown with red stripe adidas bag as maria.
and so after that i just continued looking out the bus window in my silent solitude, pondering about my life in general, and the state of the world. ha!
but then at the corner of my eye i caught smthn, ike smthn, or someone, taking a fleeting glance or smthn, and of cos, it was that pair of beautiful eyes that met mine as i returned the gaze. it locked for a second or 2, and then we quickly both turned away. interesting, i felt. but it happened too many times, just random glances at random strangers.
but i gave up and turned back to look at her, so pretty, just standing next to the door there, her sides facing me, while she was looking at her grey ipod mini, probably changing the tracks or the volume, looking more like an angel in my eyes as i feasted my eyes on her.
ok, feasted just doesnt convey the correct tone, but whatever, im short on vocabulary now, looks like its about time to read more, still, besides the point.
so i continued to gaze at her, and surprisingly as it was suddenly, she returned it, and we both knew it as we gazed into each others eyes, that this was not random. this started to mean something. and so, like a visual flirting of sorts, our eyes darted around, most of the time on each other, and every time, a little sense of satisfaction ensued.
now, the bus was just about past scgs while we were playing our little game, when all of a sudden our eyes locked, locked for several long seconds that lasted like an eternity, that physical distance between us just seemed to melt away, and for that one moment, i almost knew who she was, and her, me. almost as if we were right next to each other, and me gazing into that beautiful eyes of hers. probably brown, matching her clothes, aha.
and as quickly as it started, we just snapped out of it, and a grin popped on my face. and so very swiftly, newton mrt stop came, and i started to make my move toward the exit, slightly pained with the fact that our little 'tryst' came to an end. i stepped out of the bus, and turned around to look at where she stood in the bus. expecting it to be all but a piece of bullshit, and to only see her back facing me, i was pleasantly surprised when instead of her back with that brown spags with white straps, her beautifully sculpted back, i was met with her eyes, and we stared, stared into each other as if we would never meet again (probably true), as the bus left the kerbside, and i swore i caught a glimpse of her smiling back.
electrifying. its not everyday that u feel this mutual attraction, in fact it was my first, but then that moment, i was pretty certain it was more than just something visceral.
Madonna - Get Together
"Do you believe in love at first sight,
its an illusion, i dont care.
Do you believe i can make you feel better,
too much confusion come on over here.
Can we get together, i really, i really wanna be with you.
Come check it out with me,
I hope you, i hope you feel the same way too."
i certainly do. and this, from me who thought that im already disillusioned with love, having loved but not being loved, and that it was a ridiculous notion when we could all do with just sex. the irony, the naivity, the foolishness!
i really do want to see you again, my mystery girl, and when i do, i will make sure it just aint this lame staring things no more. promise.
cheers.
yk ranted at 2:58 am!
on Friday, April 14, 2006
finally, its all done with. the first year of medical education culminating in the first professional examination for the degrees of Bachelor of Medicine, Bachelor of Surgery. what a action beydey name for the exams, gosh all this primp and proper ceremony in uni and stuff, just so interesting.
long time since i updated, part no time, part lazy, and mostly just uninspired as i took a rather insipid impression of life the past couple of months. it was just mindless studying and stressing and studying and the occasional driving lesson.
think the last time i blogged was before i went for the first driving lesson, aha.
anw, still, this was the first exam that i was super stressed out for. not even the a levels could compare to this i have seriously no idea why. it was like for the very first time, i was not sure of what and how much did i know, and uncertain if that was enough. i mean, its like during the As i knew what i knew was more than enough, and hopefully (it did muahahaha) enough to garner a nice shiny little A.
somehow in uni standards drop and i just aim to pass all my subjects. no more distinctions, i have quit that. seriously, pass also MBBS, distinction also MBBS. just pass can le lor. stinking, practical attitude.
but honestly, i think somehow the sheer amount of stress i have gone thru might have just changed me. its like, as newman said, things have become slowly but surely tasteless. even chiobus arent too nice to look at now! omg, shit, there goes one of my favourite pastimes.
damn, i just love anjunabeats vol. 2 no matter if its like close to 2 years old now. the memories it evokes, the good times gone. being grown up's not as fun as growing up, and the older u become the shittier u feel. yeaurgh. i feel bloody old la, even yj is already bloody j1 and to me SA was like merely yesterday, when i stepped into the gates at malan road and known some of the fun-nest friends ever and done the stupidest things ever.
doesnt matter, still enjoyed the end of j2, must be cos of __a__ i suppose, even tho it was nthn, and nthn fruitful bore out of it. times have moved on, and so has she. that sucks la huh, its like as if i feel forsaken, that she has forgotten who i am, or to that extent. the selfish part of me just wants her not to move on, and stay stuck here, but yet i cannot do that. we all gotta move on, i've been stuck with memories of jc for way too long.
__a__ i still miss you, and it pains me that ur so far away now.
yearugh.
and so i went to do more interesting things these couple of weeks after the exams ended. went to newton for supper with todd marc pigeon and GH (growth hormone). also went to JB for karting and stuff. damn power la karting, makes u feel liberated, empowered and just plain good. going arnd those corners at the highest possible speed that 80cc motor can muster at mere centimeters off the ground, it makes u feel like KING!
fantastic.
tmr goanna go marcus's house play pool and so on. too bad sabs cant go aha.
cheers.
yk ranted at 2:37 am!
the collaborators *
i cant be fucked linking!
the photographic evidence *
lies!
the incriminating evidence *
everlasting .
depression .
melodramatic .
ORANJELAIR
-yk