when it comes to love, I am kind of a little bit too obsess.. meaning to say, yea, I am very, very, very obsessive... it is whether I am a loving person, or just mad?
my love stories(yes, stories) began since when I was just a little girl. I was in primary 3 back then, yea, I should not have included my childhood love, but, this is really where my love life began... it all started when my classmate asked me of whom I like most in class, she meant boys. I thought she was just asking randomly, so I answered, Wafi and Azim. I did not understand anything yet of such foolish things about 'like'. I answered Wafi and Azim was because they were like, you know, smart and having to have the same standard of IQ level and in fact, we were more or less likely to compete with each other in class as to having who would get the best grades.
then, all of the sudden, the story just spread around the class on the next day about me 'liking' Wafi and Azim. I got really blurred about this, I mean, come on, I was just answering the question that had been asked, I meant no harm, or offense or anything which included deep feelings towards those boys..
hearing about the story been told to him, Wafi, who accidentally or secretly 'liked' me 'too', approached me and got near me day by day. his action made me conscious to him always and what's what, I accidentally liked him back! from then on, the relationship between these two classmates bound became a couple of puppy lovers.
our relationship did not last long, as I said, we were just a couple of puppy lovers, but the thing is, we never did break up. it is just that, we did not talked to each other anymore since proceeding to primary 4 where we had to go on our own separate ways. we were no longer classmates anymore, we became total strangers. well, kids, I cannot say more. but, we still had feelings for each other. we could only watched from far noticing that we did not tuned in again when we tried to get to a conversation if we happened to accidentally met each other. but my feelings towards him is not any longer, not when we got promoted to primary 5 which was the next year after we got broke up. my heart was stolen by some boy who had just transferred to our school, in the afternoon session, the religious lessons session.
I'll be continuing about my love stories in the next meet.. till then~
my love stories(yes, stories) began since when I was just a little girl. I was in primary 3 back then, yea, I should not have included my childhood love, but, this is really where my love life began... it all started when my classmate asked me of whom I like most in class, she meant boys. I thought she was just asking randomly, so I answered, Wafi and Azim. I did not understand anything yet of such foolish things about 'like'. I answered Wafi and Azim was because they were like, you know, smart and having to have the same standard of IQ level and in fact, we were more or less likely to compete with each other in class as to having who would get the best grades.
then, all of the sudden, the story just spread around the class on the next day about me 'liking' Wafi and Azim. I got really blurred about this, I mean, come on, I was just answering the question that had been asked, I meant no harm, or offense or anything which included deep feelings towards those boys..
hearing about the story been told to him, Wafi, who accidentally or secretly 'liked' me 'too', approached me and got near me day by day. his action made me conscious to him always and what's what, I accidentally liked him back! from then on, the relationship between these two classmates bound became a couple of puppy lovers.
our relationship did not last long, as I said, we were just a couple of puppy lovers, but the thing is, we never did break up. it is just that, we did not talked to each other anymore since proceeding to primary 4 where we had to go on our own separate ways. we were no longer classmates anymore, we became total strangers. well, kids, I cannot say more. but, we still had feelings for each other. we could only watched from far noticing that we did not tuned in again when we tried to get to a conversation if we happened to accidentally met each other. but my feelings towards him is not any longer, not when we got promoted to primary 5 which was the next year after we got broke up. my heart was stolen by some boy who had just transferred to our school, in the afternoon session, the religious lessons session.
I'll be continuing about my love stories in the next meet.. till then~
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