Monday, April 23, 2007
i told you, i'm on a roll!
maybe it's the dreary skies now. in fact, it has been that way for about a week now. is it the rainy season in singapore? educate me on geographical issues, someone.
or maybe it's cause i've just read the blog of a friend's friend, whose poignant posts (she even had the classic one, of her finding the letter her mom wrote to her when she was only 5) makes me wanna slap myself for being rude to my parents ever. and it pretty much reminded me of how, birthdays are really the anniversary of the day my mom underwent much pain and labour, to get me out into the world. really, we should be celebrating it for our moms instead. some redirection of birthday presents here? hmmm.
oh, i've disgressed.
anyway, ... oh it's raining already! okay, just the right mood. hah.
this all reminds me of the day i spent at the void deck with you, caught in the rain, not unlike those predictable channel8 shows. the rain was pouring heavy and it didn't seem like it'll stop for hours. this was years back, i even remember i insisted the location be in some ulupandan place, just cause it was in proximity of my crush's (meaning the guy i had a crush on la, in my dict) house, just IN CASE (i wasn't taught probability and chance in math yet) the crush did appear and hopefully, it'll incur his jealousy (which i, again childishly, felt would be beneficial for me). HOW CHILDISH OF ME then. but, in some sense, i was still a child! soo.
anyway, as the rain threatened to tear down the little hut-shelter we were in, i remember you suddenly putting on your headphones over my head, and telling me to listen to this song.
For a while, we stood like that. you running through the lyrics in your head, imagining the song. and me,
still replaying the moment of you putting on the headphones for me,
over and over again.
well, that was,
until i realised the singer was crying, "the rain goes onnnnnnnn. the rain goes onnnnnnn." incessantly. (it's Blame It on the Weatherman by B*witched)and then i started scolding you for choosing such a pantang song when we wanted the rain to stop (okay actually i didnt).
moment was utterly spoilt.
PLUS, you started to tell me all about this girl in your class who's just rejected your birthday present and blah blahhhhhh. (and i REALLY started wishing the rain would stop.)
nasty snap back to reality.
still, those were memories you've given me. so thanks.
and i wonder, if you still remember any of it.
maybe it's the dreary skies now. in fact, it has been that way for about a week now. is it the rainy season in singapore? educate me on geographical issues, someone.
or maybe it's cause i've just read the blog of a friend's friend, whose poignant posts (she even had the classic one, of her finding the letter her mom wrote to her when she was only 5) makes me wanna slap myself for being rude to my parents ever. and it pretty much reminded me of how, birthdays are really the anniversary of the day my mom underwent much pain and labour, to get me out into the world. really, we should be celebrating it for our moms instead. some redirection of birthday presents here? hmmm.
oh, i've disgressed.
anyway, ... oh it's raining already! okay, just the right mood. hah.
this all reminds me of the day i spent at the void deck with you, caught in the rain, not unlike those predictable channel8 shows. the rain was pouring heavy and it didn't seem like it'll stop for hours. this was years back, i even remember i insisted the location be in some ulupandan place, just cause it was in proximity of my crush's (meaning the guy i had a crush on la, in my dict) house, just IN CASE (i wasn't taught probability and chance in math yet) the crush did appear and hopefully, it'll incur his jealousy (which i, again childishly, felt would be beneficial for me). HOW CHILDISH OF ME then. but, in some sense, i was still a child! soo.
anyway, as the rain threatened to tear down the little hut-shelter we were in, i remember you suddenly putting on your headphones over my head, and telling me to listen to this song.
" Standing on the shore
Calling out your name
I was here before
I could see your face
Only clouds will see
Tears are in my eyes
Empty like my heart
Why do ya say goodbye "
For a while, we stood like that. you running through the lyrics in your head, imagining the song. and me,
still replaying the moment of you putting on the headphones for me,
over and over again.
well, that was,
until i realised the singer was crying, "the rain goes onnnnnnnn. the rain goes onnnnnnn." incessantly. (it's Blame It on the Weatherman by B*witched)and then i started scolding you for choosing such a pantang song when we wanted the rain to stop (okay actually i didnt).
moment was utterly spoilt.
PLUS, you started to tell me all about this girl in your class who's just rejected your birthday present and blah blahhhhhh. (and i REALLY started wishing the rain would stop.)
nasty snap back to reality.
still, those were memories you've given me. so thanks.
and i wonder, if you still remember any of it.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 3:13 PM.
