My Story - How it started

December 2000. Something happened to me. It was the sweetest thing that could ever be. It was fantasy. A dream come true. It was the day I met you.

I remembered, the first time I met her was in the classroom of my new school. It was after I got back my posting results after PSLE. The teacher called us one by one to hand in our report books, and I was sitting there, looking out for pretty girls. I saw her. She was pretty. Somehow, I felt something special would happen. And it did.

It happened on a Saturday night. I was in this IRC Channel, a big one. I usually did not reply strangers, but when you messaged me, I somehow replied you. Was it fate? Or was it the start of something horrible?

We introduced ourselves, and I soon realised you were my new classmate. I asked you for your name, and I found it familiar. Could it be that pretty girl I saw during my first day in my new school? Yes, it was to be.

Days went by, and I remembered that I always made fun of you. I sort of bullied you a lot and got whacked on the back by your file. Ouch.

The happiest moments I spent with you that year were the times we played Pool on Yahoo! Games. I would ask you, "Today wanna go home play pool?". You would smile and nod your head. Slowly, my feelings for you just grew. We soon called each other terms like "dear" and the such. I think it was then when I felt I was loved and happy.


I could still remember the June holidays that year. You went to Melbourne, while I went to China. Before you left, I remember chatting with you on IRC, and I could not bear to let you leave. But soon, you went. A few days later, I was in China. I remembered how much I missed you while I was there. I used my father's laptop whenever I had the chance, just to see if you were online. But sadly, you were not, until the day you went back to Singapore. I was still in China then, and I chatted with you. But after that chat, I felt really miserable by your coldness. Your sudden coldness towards me. It was as if I did something very wrong. Obviously, I did not enjoy the remaining days of that holiday.

posted by Jason Chua at 9/25/2003 09:55:00 PM |