It is like a f%*&^N* mating season.
A friend of mine is getting married in early September.
Another friend of mine just received proposal from her boyfriend during the holiday.
Another one, met her boyfriend's parent for the first time.
Finally, another one, rumors saying that she had found the right one.
All happened in the month of August. (In Chinese Calender, during the hungry ghost month)
Make no mistakes, it is great to know that each and everyone of them finally found their love ones to hold on for the rest of their lives.
When i was a 5-yrs old kid, fresh in kindergarden, i remember vividly that that is the first time i have actually fall in love.
But i also remember that, as a five year old, we are not introduced to the combination letter of "L-O-V-E" in our textbook.
But being a smart-ass, i knew the feeling.
I remembered i tried to impress her by being the "tough guy" in the class.
I remembered i bugged my mum the whole day to ask her to arrange marriage proposal for me.
(Ended up with "makan rotan" la of course).
(Ended up with "makan rotan" la of course).
I remembered that i tried to impressed her singing at the top of my lung in front of the class with a stupid children song.
(Which i get an "A" of course :) - Sang with feelings ma..)
Now that after 24 years, it is really funny to recall those special moment.
Well, i don't know where is she now. Since we are of the same age, i guess she might probably met her prince charming and married now.
If i have the chance to meet her again, i think i will ask her:
"Hey, you still remembered me? Hung Yew from Methodist, how are you?"