because i cant sleep so i wrote this...

i have this boy that i like when i was 16. i met him in my add-maths tuition class. he was tall, and have that pure-Malay look. (i have always have a thing for pure-malay looking guy) he was gorgeous. hoho

he was very polite too. and (maybe) religious. he's always be the one that concerned about prayer time in my class. (we have class at 6-8 pm every friday) i have always think that all the makcik-makcik out there will take him as son in law because of this two criteria. heheh back then i like religious boy.

i have always looking forward for friday, because then i can get to meet him. :D

anyway after a month or so, i find out that he has a girlfriend. and thats not all, his girlfriend is my classmate!

well life goes on. who cares?

but i still continue to have a crush on him.

6 months after that, he quit the class, and i no longer looking forward for friday. i hated the class after that in fact. i hated the teacher. and the people in that class.

i met for a few times after that. i can still remember each occasion. (i have an excellent memory syazwani, thats why i still remember all the things that i remember. :P)

1. i was with syawani bakar, going out for first time with siti mastura and the gang, i saw him at lower ground Sarawak Plaza. sadly we didnt talk, just smile at each other. couldnt stop smiling for two weeks.

2. i was with syazwani bakar again, just bought sundae cone (the large one) from mcd (he must thought i'm a pig, eating a very tall ice cream all by myself. dem!), and heading towards tun jugah. and there he was, besides the mcd with his friends. we talked for like 15 seconds. and then i met him again when i was on my way to get into the perauk at pangkalan and he said 'bait2 jangan gugok dalam sungei' very happy, and still couldnt stop smiling for two weeks.

3. raya eve. we met at wisma satok. greet each other happy eid. my sister said that i was an idiot for not asking his number, she said, 'its either now or never'. she was very wrong indeed.

4. at rehearsel rumah terbuka hari raya aidilfitri seluruh malaysia at padang merdeka. i was with my mom and dad. he was with friends as always. we exchanged smile.

5. at the actual rumah terbuka hari raya seluruh malaysia. he flirt with me (at least i thought it was flirting), we both were on the stage, in front of pulut kuning at that time (after the ceremony finish) and he asked me whether i want him to feed me the pulut. that was a bit flirtatous kan?? couldnt stop smiling for a month.

6. next year, a few days before raya. he was working at bata shop at wisma saberkas. day after that i brought syazwani bakar to wisma saberkas to find him again but we couldnt found him. :(

7. another year gone. raya eve again! and guess what??? HE ASKED FOR MY NUMBER. and told me he'll come to my house during raya. i was so happy that i did a ridiculous dance after that, and my brother said he was watching. who cares? he asked for my number. after four years! x kisah la kan eventhough he thought my name is shikin. LOL (actually i am not that happy because i already have the love of my life at that time. the days of smiling was cut down from two weeks to 2 days)

8. hari raya ke-5, he actually came to my house!!! and because i was so nervous and was wearing a very hideous blouse at that time i cant get myself to talk to him. i mean come on, i barely knew the guy. besides his name and what school is he from, i dont know anything about him. whats there to talk about? so i asked my father to talk to him instead. stupid kan?? he must think that i am some sort of moron who cant even talk to another human being.

and after that day, i never see him again. :( and even though i have his number i never texted him except for the one that i sent saying thank you for coming. stupid kan??? i mean the guy is gorgeous, and i used to want to marry him because he was tall and gorgeous and nice and polite.

p/s: i still remember him sometimes. :D
pp/s: and the only reason i always looking forward for raya is because our story is always revolved around eid. :D
ppp/s: i have spent 3 years celebrating eid in dublin, and the thought that the gorgeous guy waiting for me to find him during that time is very very frustating.
pppp/s: okeh semangat untuk berhari raya pada tahun depan! wait for me gorgeous!
ppppp/s: and the feeling of waiting, for him to asked for my number instead of me asking him, is still the best feeling in the world. :D