Rendezvous
12 March 04 : 01.10 AM
The first thing Andrew said to me just now during our hour long conversation several hours ago was, "Hey, are you okay?"
We were talking when he said something really stupid, that made me laugh out loud, and he said, "I haven't heard your laughter in a long time."
Has it been that long? I asked, Maybe we haven't been talking to each other for a long time. No, the last time we did was at a chalet last year. We sat rather far away from the rest, and talked. I remember his reaction when I told him about the boy I was dating.
"What? Why did you get a boyfriend?" He asked in dismay.
"Whhatt..? Why not?"
"Do you know him well?" and other questions that seemed obvious that he to doubted my judgement in guys.
I forgot how I got to know him. Was it through Freddie or Le'En? I didn't like him the first time I saw him. He was this skinny fellow, tanned and scrawny, carrying a kind of air with him that showed his arrogance. He thought I was a bitch.
"You're a year older now... You gotta learn to look after yourself okay?" He said in mandarin. I kept silent for a while. I knew what incident he was referring to. I remember the exact words he whispered in the theatres. I can still recall the way he shook his head in disappointment, that crushed me and got me thinking, Yes, she's right, probably.
But he was also the one who laughed and said it's all okay. I remember how he had said, with that same arrogant expression he was wearing the first time I saw him, but this time it was in his voice too, Who gives a fuck about her? and made me feel better.