I have the weirdest dreams...
One of which I remember involved my msian neighbor.
Every holiday, when I was back in msia, I used to peep out the balcony window or my parent's window when I hear the sound of neighbor's gate opening so that I can see their faces, or rather, my same-age-opposite-sex neighbor-who-used-to-be-my-schoolmate-and-playmate.
Of course, it was tough spotting him. Sometimes, it was his mom/dad/younger brother.
Anyway, it was fun for me just to spot him because I was curious about how he grew up to be. We share a similar pathway, but never intersecting.
Till now, sometimes, I dream of him. He represents my past, my childhood, my first few years in msia. We haven't seen each other for years. We might as well be strangers. Occasionally, I wonder what it will be like, if we bumped into each other. I doubt he ever thought of me. The reason I guess I still think about him is because our moms interact once in a blue moon. Or maybe she got the news from the tuition teacher which my younger sister and his younger brother share.
I dont really know but he just started studying in U.S. Strange huh. For a guy, who is super smart and talented, he kinda stopped JC, went to a msia college, now on to U.S.
And to think I used to wonder what happens if he enrolled in the same university as I was in. Not that far-fetched, because he is now in a U.S. university.
I kind of miss him, really. I wonder how he's like now. The memories in my head are him from 11 to 15. We grew distant after that. You know, puberty and stuff. Haha.
Ten years is a long time, and we are still neighbors. I really wonder what's going on in his life, because I hope to meet him one day. I still wear a rose-colored glasses when I think of him. He never grew up, and I still see him standing there in my mind, with a white colored school uniform, spectacles, pale smooth skin, deep dark eyes, and a fringe that falls across the eyes.
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