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Tuesday, June 01, 2004

i was jus reminiscing with my friend the other day about our primary school days...

those pri 1 days when art and craft seems to be the dominant subject;

days in lower primary when we had to line up at the sink and brush out teeth together after recess;

those days when we read the YG (young generation) magazine with its Vinny the Vampire and Constable Acai cartoon strips;

days when ur schoolmate came in the middle of lesson to announce names going to the dentist you'll pray its not u;

days when we were forced to suscribe to xin lie che and do all the chinese comprehension practices;

and most of all, days when we shared secrets about crushes and frisson!

i almost forgot the feeling of frisson until we talked about how we shared secrets about crushes! aha i guess 4 years of schooling in an all-girls' school has alot of effect on any normal individual. anyways as i was saying, i almost forgot how frisson felt like! the kind of frisson u feel when the boy u like walks past or talks to u. yes i had a crush (c'mon lah who doesn't?!) on this boy from another class. everytime he walks past or everytime he talks to me my heart will skip a beat (and i mean literally skip a beat) and pumps so hard i can almost hear it thudding away! ahh and i rmb i will make it a point to reach sch early just to look at him from a distance while hiding among my grp of friends. i rmb once during recess he talked to me! and for the rest of the day i cldnt stop smiling, even in class i found myself jus thinking abt him and smiling my head off~ ahaha even when i reached home i just laid on my bed and kept replayin the scene in my mind.. thinking about this now i feel alittle childish lah, but heys i was still young and innocent then mah.

but haiya one bigggg regret is i didnt tell him that i liked him, cus one or two years later when i went for a class gathering i found out from my friends that he liked me too~. bahhhh. i never saw him again after graduation.

and so the story ends.

so much for frisson.

sigh.


writing at 8:51 PM


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