12 years ago, back in 1997, when I was still an immature boy in the midst of experimentation (no by then I was not naive anymore), just past 11 years of age, something wondrous happened. I guess this was a key factor leading to the end of my experimental ways and habits, and it’s something I’ll never forget till I die. Been thinking about it alot these few days. Will talk more about it later.
Ever heard people talk about love at first sight? Or read about it? All the cheesy terms about it, the “attraction”, the “electrical charge” etc. It’s abit hard to believe, unless of course, you’ve experienced it for yourself. For me, it was not strictly my first sight of her, but that moment was it. Indescribable feelings, soaring, tumbling, freewheeling, like an endless diamond sky… (actually that’s A Whole New World from Aladdin). If I had to describe it, I’d say the spout the same cheesy nonsense.
My first crush. My first love. One, which till now I naively believe to be mutual, at least back then. I guess this would go on to play a major influence in my choices and in my actions from then till now. Somehow, I guess I’m still striving for that perfect moment, that instinctive feeling that says, yes, this is it!
Yeah, now I sound like a naive little boy.
What has happened to her since then? Two different worlds. While I stayed, and am still stuck in Singapore, she was never more of a global person. From a neighbouring country, stayed briefly for a few years, left for Shanghai, then US to further her studies. Back in JC, when I still harboured ideals of Stanford and the sunny beaches of California, I dreamed of actually crossing worlds to join her in the US. I even made a promise to her back then. Reality, then NS intervened.
That was 5-6 years ago, back in JC. Fast forward to 2009, a slightly more mature, more realistic me. And she’s back. From outer space. For a visit. So much has happened, so much has changed.
Yeah.