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01 January, 2008
Brand New Year
I didn't get to talk much about my journey to 2008 in my last entry. So here goes.. (And it's going to be a pretty long one..)
Well 2007.. It would be chapter 17 in this novel of my life, probably one of the most interesting and memorable chapter in the book. It started off a wee bit wobbly with me having a hard time to get a job. The so-called adventure finally led me to this newly opened food place called Bilal Restaurant located at Yishun near Lee Kwong Seng Jamming Studio, where I was recruited and trained to be an all-rounder waiter. It was weird. Me, working for and depending on other people for money. Well, the first time of anything is always the worst experience. My own analogy. Heh. But soon after, I finally got the taste of my own hard-earned cash. Man, all those long shifts and late nights really worthed every single sweat. Well that was what I thought initially. Heh. My very first pay, sia.. I continued working there for 3 to 4 months, before getting enrolled to a polytechnic. They taught me a lot, and I was in debt. Who would have thought that they had gained recognition and is now a quite famous close to four star restaurant.. One thing for sure, I was a Bilal crew once and I'm proud of it.
2007 was also the year that I used my own initiative to make my very first move. Heh. Memories. It started off on the 14th of February, which also happened to be her birthday. Heh. Cool date huh? I started by sending her a birthday message at about 3.17am. Haha. I still remember the time. We then started exchanging messages via our handphones. Man, I was in cloud nine. Like seriously. Heh. She was perfect. I gave her silly random questions for her to answer, and she just happened to give the perfectly wise answers. Things went on till around early June, when reality hit me hard. Hmm.. Well.. I somehow found out that a really good friend of mine, who happened to be in the same class as she, well.. liked her a lot. And I heard she had something for him too.. And as if to reconfirm my assumptions, she just happened to stop replying my messages. Weeks went by, and I was heart-shattered. Heh. I didn't reach the emo stage though. So I started to recover and move on with my life (though it felt like the plaster on that heartcrack was wearing out).
Many weeks past. And then another she came along; the girl at the Madrasah. Heh. It was a mere crush which turned into some huge infatuation. (Haha.. Whatever zakaria...) And so I started to get close. And again, reality hit me hard. This time, harder. The more I got to know about her, the more demoralized I got. She's a six pointer for o'levels who's currently in Victoria JC, whose parents are heavily depending on her for a bright future. And me? I'm just another guy doing music for life. Furthermore, she's got no time for nonsenses, like me. There goes my heart again.
Many many weeks past. And then another she came along. And this I won't elaborate much, because it's too soon to say anything. All I can say is that I fell for her and I'm still falling into the hole that I personally dug. And I got my heart broken again, because I'm pretty sure she's already attached. What you see is what you get right..? Well, I don't really know. It's still a mystery and it is getting stranger each day.
Haha.. It somehow tickles me thinking about it. How stupid I was and all. I seem to enjoy getting my heart broken again and again and again. Heh. And so I remained reserved for now. Maybe I'm waiting for an angel above me to pick me up again. But hey, on the brighter note, these experiences turned into ideas which turn into songs waiting to be published. Heh. Well.. That's 2007 love life for me.
Some useless info: a masterpiece song for Sinister Infants was created in 2007 too. Haha.
Oh. And by the way, did I mention that 2007 was also the year when I started picking up new hobbies? Ahaha.. I still remember when I first got my very first skateboard. Shibby. Me and Amin were like those 2 dudes from Double Dragon, only on wheels. Memories. It's still fresh on my mind when I first dislocated my left shoulder, and kept it a secret. Haha! I swear I recovered without any help from any doctor. Cool. Although we're noobs, we still rock like the hardest rock alive! Cowabunga!
And I joined SPRC and started rock-climbing in 2007. Two words: it rocks. Like literally. Haha.
Man.. 2007 brought about many, many memories, include more unlisted stuff. From family issues to friends, musical discoveries to self discoveries (erm... yeah.). Like I said, it is one chapter of life that I won't ever forget.
End.
reminisced;
- 9:51 PM
