My dad used to go to Popular in Atria back then to buy love songs. It was pretty popular back then. I guess he came across this disc and he bought it. Somehow or rather, it falls into my hands.
Nobody knows - Tony Rich.
This song was being played at my old cd rack. I remember the incidents how i engaged in deep thoughts of my first crush. Back then i was only standard 2 (about 8 years old). I fallen in love with a beautiful girl. Obviously i am not gonna state who, and the name. -_-"
She was my class's monitor. Somehow or rather it was like a wild fire in a dry forest. It was but like a spark as how i recalled. I even had this book just for me to write poems. I guess that book triggered me to write lots of poems since then.
I remember my first poem i wrote when i was standard 2. A rather popular poem was:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I love you,
You love me.
It was a darn typical small boi boi's happy moments i guess. Imagine how naive i was back there. I am laughing when i am writing this now. I never know if she ever realized that i was captivated by her. But anyhow, my classmates used to tease me a lot with her. More often than not, after school, i will be waiting at the school's hind gate. She will be also waiting for her parents. Sometimes, i will steal a look from her, and then my heart will feel satisfied. Observing her with her 2 other girl friends, makes me feel happy too. It was as though i wrote a whole lot diary of her. My tuition friends would sometimes bind me and push me towards her. Even if i fall down, she will ask if i am ok. It was sweet of her.
I was invited once to an all girl's birthday. The birthday girl was her best friend - so to say. Why was i invited? I don't even know, maybe because we were neighbours in living in the same neighbourhood. But yes, i was a ladie's men ever since i was born. Associated with too many girls everytime. Guess i was friendly.
So what happened at that party? We had this game where we passed rubberbands using straws. I don't know how, but we were fated to sit together. I remember it was supposedly random sittings. But yea, i ended sitting next to her. I could vividly remember how my heart pounded like a wild stallon. There is this picture in my photo album with an instance of us passing the rubberband using the straw. It was focused only to both of us. Ask who was the photographer? No idea. I remember smiling every night looking at that photo. I strongly believed that there was something there. First love? Haha, i was just a dumb little boi believing in such.
I remember on my standard 4 birthday, i was listening to this song after my birthday. Supposedly i have to do my homework. I guess my mum bought me a pandan layer cake with 2 decoration flowers on it. I think it was pink and yellow - provided if i am not wrong. I quickly snuck them to my room. I wrapped them in newspapers. That night, a broad smile on my face i tell you.
Next morning, i reached my class earlier than usual. Nonetheless, she was sitted there. Andrenaline surge through my whole freaking puny little body ! I don't know where the hell i gathered so much courage, but i did. I went up to her and possed this question: "Which color do you like? Pink or yellow?" I can't remember if she answered, but skip that, i quickly put those decoration flowers wrapped in newspapers, into her desk. I guess she did not reject anything, but rather her whole face was puzzled.
There was another instance where our class teacher ask if anyone wanted to participate in this school project. To build any model of anything out of anything you can get. You know, those little models where kids do doll houses, sky scrappers, cities or whatever. She and her 2 other best friends stood up, and in an instant i stood up too. Btw, i didn't know they stood up, because i sat in front of them. Automatically i was assigned with a 1 boy 3 girls group. I was happy then again. Everything fell so perfectly as though it was a bed of roses. I went to her house one day. She was freaking rich i tell you. She has this huge mansion, one tennis court, one basketball court, a swimming pool. It was like the whole land belongs to her father. That was how rich she was ok ! Anyway, lets not get side-tracked. Yes, we had a wonderful time. I remember the first moment i was invited to her house. I can remember the door, the stairs, her brother, the computer. The best moment you ask me? You wouldn't believe it if i have told you. She invited me for a basketball match. I agreed. She outplayed me. But we had hell lots of fun. I can remember her moves, her smile. I was just stun standing there, being caught off-guard. We then started our project as the team members arrived. It was a one day ticket to heaven, if i were to put it in words.
I guess the whole crush lasted for 3 years. I don't know how it went, but i know everything i did was trying to impress her. I tried to get good grades, i tried becoming a prefect, i tried being nice. I did everything in my own ways to impress a girl. I even had ideals of her. I remember the phone calls we exchanged. I mean even though she was in a different class after some time, i still called her. It won't be long, but more of "how was your day" and such. She was always blur whenever i talked to her, as though getting lost in space figuring what on earth am i trying to do. But yes, she never rejected me once. She was a brilliant, smart, pretty girl.
She is in my facebook though. Search if you want, but i can guarantee you can't find it - that is if you have the interest to even know who she is.
That was the story of my first crush. There may be some other memories, but for the moment, the ones in which i can significantly remember, are these. =)