This weekend is about rekindling the memories of JC.

Today, I followed The Laney to watch him prance around the soccer field at New Town Secondary. And then I saw him. He walked past me and my heart stopped. He sat a distance away from where I was sitting as he put on his kit. I sneaked glances while I talked to The Laney’s friend’s girlfriend. And then he saw me.

He seemed a little excited to see me and trotted over, soccer boots and everything. He sat on the step below me and turned back to talk.

Conversation recorded as remembered in my head:
C: Are you still working at the same place?
A: Yah, and you?
C: Yah, I bet you don’t know where I am working.
A: I know lah, DBS right.
C: Yah, I bet Wei told you.
A: Yah, who else.
C: You still look the same.
A: Yah of course.
C: It’s ten years ago.
A: Really? Oh yah. *Loss for words* You look the same too.
C: No lah, I am handsomer.
A: *Cannot take it* Go warm up lah.

Was it really ten years ago? Yes it was. Was it really so long time ago, when I had the biggest crush on him and did stupid ridiculous things? Yes it was. Did ten years really erase all the heart racing and hurt from the humiliation from having that silly infatuation on him? Yes it has. But why did I feel my cheeks starting to burn from just the jolt of seeing him again? Sigh, what a silly one sided puppy love.

Life is so funny.