OldCrush: An Inspiring Person ♛

org cte psl bf (hi dayah papatt =P), ko baru sebok dgn crush je. crush lme pulak tu haha gle tertinggal flight ko yah T_T duh. whateverrrr
So. Anyway.
          My first. real. serious. crush♛. happened when I was 16.3 years old. I was in upper forms of high school. couples are everywhere despite the teachers' 'NO!' to couplings lol. At first I didn't have any apple in my eyes (yes, that was intentional), but near the end of the first year, I found him♛.  To be more precise, he found me. I phrased it like that because he's the one who started talking to me first; I didn't even know of his existence, let alone speak to him before that. yeah I've always been like this.. not giving a damn about others except for a few people around me. I'd recognize some familiar faces, but remembering/knowing names might be too hard for me haha
          Then I started to get interested because he dared talk to me despite me giving people the cold attitude. I found out he's always been around some friends of mine, it's just that I totally didn't notice him. Like, he's actually in the same homeroom as my close friend, and he's a roommate of a classmate, or that he's in the same sports house. haha after some stalking (it's not that serious, i just looked around for him, and listened to any mention of him by other people, etc. etc.) I noted that although he's not quite a bishounen, he's kinda cute. He's taller than me (at least =p), got short hair (i can never stand a long-haired-dude), and wore glasses (megane-kun!! hahahh). At that point of time, I was thinking that I might like him, but not more than that; no serious admiration or anything.
          One day, I heard this beautiful azan calling from the musollah. I asked around, and what do you know, it was him alright. His 'admiration points' went up, up. I don't know if I ever loved him, but I definitely loved his voice♛. A few months after that, there was the final exam for that year, and there's an English essay question. sorry I can't remember what the question exactly was. No one knew this (except my girl-friends inside our gang), but I wrote a love story inspired by him. Really, it was easier than a piece of cake. While everybody else is rummaging through their brains thinking hard about some characters and plot and what-nots, I just think about him, and words came out. just like that. I wrote a full paragraph only describing him, and it took me like mere seconds. Then I imagined if he and I were indeed the main characters of a love story, and the story came so naturally.
          I wrote with speed and cheese, and by the end of that 1 hour and 15 minutes, my fingers were sweaty and cold, but my face was hot♛. I don't know if my face was blushing red or not, but I remember feeling with my hands, and it was hot like feverish-hot. And I just had this sense of satisfaction and self-accomplishment. I felt good. =D
          Early the following year, after we got back from the end-of-year holiday, my story got picked by our English teacher as an exemplary essay, and what do you know, each student got a copy of it. way to go, my love letter. thank god i didn't put any names in the story ^^; Then some of the girls in my class said how unfair that I can write that cheesy stuff without trying hard, that she had to really think and plan a story to make it touching, whereas I just wrote heartfelt stuffs like it was nothing. How can I wrote that kinda stuff without even feeling it? yeah, about that not feeling it thing, sorry that I lied and made it seems that way to you. that was a 100% my confession on a paper, and it got photocopied and spread to the whole batch, so of course I had to lie and said it was nothing. I was merely trying to keep my cool, man. I'm proud that my work's set as an example, but it's a bit embarrassing, after all. =P

Dear Encik ♛, Thank You for inspiring one of the better essays I've wrote in my entire life. I guess if you really put your heart into something, people can truly feel it too ♥.