Until Nat Con. All company new hires were automatically qualified to perform during Nat Con party night. And rounds of performance rehearsals were planned to ensure outstanding performance, although nobody really cared. A chore indeed when I had much better things to do like outperforming my peers, definitely. It wasn't a real downer, as she was part the new hire performance troupe, and I was secretly checking her out from afar during each of our rehearsals. I still never spoke to her, me being the cool, uncouth me. And I was STILL INVOLVED in a relationship, albeit a dying one.
It was then during the Nat Con party we started to speak again. I went outside the hall to smoke and she was there too. Both of us had cigarettes but no lighter and nobody was around to lend one. So she had this brilliant idea of getting cigs lid using flames from food tray heaters. She's gotta be one heck of a cool person to hang out with, I thought. And next was the after party at pool. She brought me there along with our peers, stripped me down to underwear, and off we jumped into the pool. We drank so much I don't think we could ever remember what exactly happened in the pool. But I would never forget all the fun I had with her in the pool.
As I walked her back to her room, she hugged me and asked if I was seeing anyone. A jackpot question but happened at the wrong time. "Yes", I said. Explained it was a dying one but did it even matter? A mere yes from me already killed her. And I thought it was only fair to me and her. Disappointed, both of us returned to our respective rooms to rest. M
The next day I woke up with massive hangover trying to partake in physically challenging team building activities. I was still trying to catch glimpse of her every now and then, didn't know if she was doing the same, but I felt all warm and fuzzy inside every time I knew she was nearby. She came to sit by me and spoke again during prize giving ceremony. I was so happy.
Nat Con ended and we had to leave - everyone packed and drove back. I wanted to see her one last time, so I called and texted her asking for cigarette as an excuse. She never picked up. She went home. But I was still really glad that we grew so close in just 1 day. The affection I had for her bloomed and grew as if we've been courting for weeks. I was pretty much all over her head and heels. Was looking forward to seeing her in the office the next day.
Our beginning has always been so vivid in my memory. It was almost always easy for me to recall exactly how our paths began to converge. But it's different with the what happened as we progress, and ultimately, as we called it off. Perhaps our journey together after the beginning was so contaminated with bickering, yelling, cursing and tears, my mind just automatically repressed these memories.
I want to be able to feel all warm and fuzzy inside again when we speak. Not staying awake until morning, licking my wound post another break up argument.
It was then during the Nat Con party we started to speak again. I went outside the hall to smoke and she was there too. Both of us had cigarettes but no lighter and nobody was around to lend one. So she had this brilliant idea of getting cigs lid using flames from food tray heaters. She's gotta be one heck of a cool person to hang out with, I thought. And next was the after party at pool. She brought me there along with our peers, stripped me down to underwear, and off we jumped into the pool. We drank so much I don't think we could ever remember what exactly happened in the pool. But I would never forget all the fun I had with her in the pool.
As I walked her back to her room, she hugged me and asked if I was seeing anyone. A jackpot question but happened at the wrong time. "Yes", I said. Explained it was a dying one but did it even matter? A mere yes from me already killed her. And I thought it was only fair to me and her. Disappointed, both of us returned to our respective rooms to rest. M
The next day I woke up with massive hangover trying to partake in physically challenging team building activities. I was still trying to catch glimpse of her every now and then, didn't know if she was doing the same, but I felt all warm and fuzzy inside every time I knew she was nearby. She came to sit by me and spoke again during prize giving ceremony. I was so happy.
Nat Con ended and we had to leave - everyone packed and drove back. I wanted to see her one last time, so I called and texted her asking for cigarette as an excuse. She never picked up. She went home. But I was still really glad that we grew so close in just 1 day. The affection I had for her bloomed and grew as if we've been courting for weeks. I was pretty much all over her head and heels. Was looking forward to seeing her in the office the next day.
Our beginning has always been so vivid in my memory. It was almost always easy for me to recall exactly how our paths began to converge. But it's different with the what happened as we progress, and ultimately, as we called it off. Perhaps our journey together after the beginning was so contaminated with bickering, yelling, cursing and tears, my mind just automatically repressed these memories.
I want to be able to feel all warm and fuzzy inside again when we speak. Not staying awake until morning, licking my wound post another break up argument.
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