Goodbye, Messiah! (Part Two: The Savior in Green)
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Goodbye, Messiah! (Part Two: The Savior in Green)
So my savior arrived promptly,without a pair of wings but nonetheless with a million-watts smile.There she was,my savior,my Messiah,my Cleopatra.
We agreed on some coffee and small talks before she leaves for Australia the week after the next.By then i would be in India,of course and she in Sydney,Australia.Like i mentioned a couple of entries before,concerning the details about her departure.
A side note to things,it was a freaky experience during a conversation between myself and Wei Lun the other day in camp,when he saw the book i bought for her on my bed.It was a rough guide book,the type tourists use when they visit a foreign country.But i thought it is a pretty comprehensive book,with local attractions,where to buy food,where to eat,where to club,and even the gay bars in Sydney.Very cool.
Anyway,here's the conversation we had.
"You going to Australia?"
"Nah,im buying for a friend who's going there."
"For what?"
"Study."
"Oh really,my girlfriend is going there to study as well."
"What course?"
"Vet Science."
"VET SCIENCE?"
"Yeah,why?"
"My friend too!"
"Haha.Shit,really?How old is she?"
"A year younger than us."
"Haha.Shit...shit.Same person?"
"Which University?"
"Sydney."
"Fuck."
"Yeah,fuck."
"Does she have an English name or a chinese name?"
"English."
"Oh,thank God."
Anyway,i have two reasons why i reacted...the way i did.And here's why:
1)The coincidence of it all,let's say we happen to know the same person,would be freaky as hell.
2)She wouldnt go for somebody like Wei Lun.Trust me,on that.
Back to my encounter with Cleopatra today.She was in a beautiful green top,with denim skirt.We got up to Bakerzin,and had coffee and cakes over there.It was delightful to see her again after all these time.Three more months and it would make a full year of her physical absense in my life.Seriously,a year is a bloody long time if you think about it,though however short it might seem at times.
We caught up on things,like how her As went and how the results are coming out this coming Friday.It's screwed up,but it doesnt matter to her anyway.We talked about many things,how NYJC really blew and the prom.Ms. Japan,was a topic of discussion for some reason and her question to me made my side ache.She asked,"Is she a bitch?" I swear,i almost choked on my hot chocolate cake.
I gave her the stuff i bought for her,one for her departure and another for Valentine's Day.It's a pity i never gotten around to get her card,which wouldve been great.Anyway,im so happy that she loved the gifts,especially the butterfly specimens i gave her so totally lighted her up.She adores butterflies,as much as she adores Zara clothes.Since im not a guru over fashion i figured anything to do with butterflies would be more...well,fitting.
As i showed her the Richard Simmons video on my Ipod,she giggled and laughed at his gayness of it all.I looked at her and smiled under my breath.Now,it might sound pervertic here,but my smile was totally out of admiration,mind you.Before me sat my friend,whom i have known for so long but yet,such distance.Not,because she was cold or unfriendly,but besides the fact that she looked stunning there was this difference in her.The difference being,the fact that she is leaving the life she knew soon.Her life,and mine.So there i was,sitting before her at Bakerzin,savoring every last moment of her...well,everything.
We made a detour to that Turkish restaurant again,and i ordered chocolate ice-cream while she played that little game with that Turkish dude again.It was funny to watch,how her face was contorted with surprise when that guy placed the cone in her hands and took the ice-cream away with his long scoop.It was absolutely hilarious.
As i ate my ice-cream with her at the bus stop her bus eventually came and it was time for her to go.I wanted to say something,or do something before she boards the bus.But i did,and was dumbfounded for a moment there.All i did was to wave goodbye,with the ice-cream in my hands.She smiled,and i did too,and i watched as the bus left the bay and into the traffic.The last of her,that i will ever see in a long ass time.
God,im gonna miss her so much.
Anyway,you know people take mental pictures of things?Of places,events,incidents,people?Just in case you forget,you know.I took a mental picture then,right when she was laughing at the video on my Ipod.For a moment there,just a brief moment,she was somebody else entire.I saw what was not upon her face,but what's inside that was wholly beautiful.So in case i never get to see her again,i have that image in my head.The mental picture,that i will forever keep with me,till our next meeting.
And until then,good luck in Sydney.Study hard,dont turn out like Steve Irwin.Hug a Koala Bear for me,dont smoke weed.Okay,im sounding like your mother now huh?
You will be missed.;)
Tell me your secrets
Ask me your questions
Oh let's go back to the start
Running in circles
Chasing the tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
Oh,take me back to the start...
"The Scientist" by Coldplay
So my savior arrived promptly,without a pair of wings but nonetheless with a million-watts smile.There she was,my savior,my Messiah,my Cleopatra.
We agreed on some coffee and small talks before she leaves for Australia the week after the next.By then i would be in India,of course and she in Sydney,Australia.Like i mentioned a couple of entries before,concerning the details about her departure.
A side note to things,it was a freaky experience during a conversation between myself and Wei Lun the other day in camp,when he saw the book i bought for her on my bed.It was a rough guide book,the type tourists use when they visit a foreign country.But i thought it is a pretty comprehensive book,with local attractions,where to buy food,where to eat,where to club,and even the gay bars in Sydney.Very cool.
Anyway,here's the conversation we had.
"You going to Australia?"
"Nah,im buying for a friend who's going there."
"For what?"
"Study."
"Oh really,my girlfriend is going there to study as well."
"What course?"
"Vet Science."
"VET SCIENCE?"
"Yeah,why?"
"My friend too!"
"Haha.Shit,really?How old is she?"
"A year younger than us."
"Haha.Shit...shit.Same person?"
"Which University?"
"Sydney."
"Fuck."
"Yeah,fuck."
"Does she have an English name or a chinese name?"
"English."
"Oh,thank God."
Anyway,i have two reasons why i reacted...the way i did.And here's why:
1)The coincidence of it all,let's say we happen to know the same person,would be freaky as hell.
2)She wouldnt go for somebody like Wei Lun.Trust me,on that.
Back to my encounter with Cleopatra today.She was in a beautiful green top,with denim skirt.We got up to Bakerzin,and had coffee and cakes over there.It was delightful to see her again after all these time.Three more months and it would make a full year of her physical absense in my life.Seriously,a year is a bloody long time if you think about it,though however short it might seem at times.
We caught up on things,like how her As went and how the results are coming out this coming Friday.It's screwed up,but it doesnt matter to her anyway.We talked about many things,how NYJC really blew and the prom.Ms. Japan,was a topic of discussion for some reason and her question to me made my side ache.She asked,"Is she a bitch?" I swear,i almost choked on my hot chocolate cake.
I gave her the stuff i bought for her,one for her departure and another for Valentine's Day.It's a pity i never gotten around to get her card,which wouldve been great.Anyway,im so happy that she loved the gifts,especially the butterfly specimens i gave her so totally lighted her up.She adores butterflies,as much as she adores Zara clothes.Since im not a guru over fashion i figured anything to do with butterflies would be more...well,fitting.
As i showed her the Richard Simmons video on my Ipod,she giggled and laughed at his gayness of it all.I looked at her and smiled under my breath.Now,it might sound pervertic here,but my smile was totally out of admiration,mind you.Before me sat my friend,whom i have known for so long but yet,such distance.Not,because she was cold or unfriendly,but besides the fact that she looked stunning there was this difference in her.The difference being,the fact that she is leaving the life she knew soon.Her life,and mine.So there i was,sitting before her at Bakerzin,savoring every last moment of her...well,everything.
We made a detour to that Turkish restaurant again,and i ordered chocolate ice-cream while she played that little game with that Turkish dude again.It was funny to watch,how her face was contorted with surprise when that guy placed the cone in her hands and took the ice-cream away with his long scoop.It was absolutely hilarious.
As i ate my ice-cream with her at the bus stop her bus eventually came and it was time for her to go.I wanted to say something,or do something before she boards the bus.But i did,and was dumbfounded for a moment there.All i did was to wave goodbye,with the ice-cream in my hands.She smiled,and i did too,and i watched as the bus left the bay and into the traffic.The last of her,that i will ever see in a long ass time.
God,im gonna miss her so much.
Anyway,you know people take mental pictures of things?Of places,events,incidents,people?Just in case you forget,you know.I took a mental picture then,right when she was laughing at the video on my Ipod.For a moment there,just a brief moment,she was somebody else entire.I saw what was not upon her face,but what's inside that was wholly beautiful.So in case i never get to see her again,i have that image in my head.The mental picture,that i will forever keep with me,till our next meeting.
And until then,good luck in Sydney.Study hard,dont turn out like Steve Irwin.Hug a Koala Bear for me,dont smoke weed.Okay,im sounding like your mother now huh?
You will be missed.;)
Tell me your secrets
Ask me your questions
Oh let's go back to the start
Running in circles
Chasing the tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
Oh,take me back to the start...
"The Scientist" by Coldplay
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