Rendezvous
27 February 06 : 09.11 PM
I'm feeling a little despondent now. I met Michelle last wednesday when she came back from Dubai, and she told me all about the wonderful cities she's seen, from Frankfurt to Vienna, and I felt a tinge of excitement knowing that it could be me, doing that exact same thing next year. Last night I spoke to her online, and she told me, the interview's this saturday... and got me all keyed up but the anti-climax part came when she told me she just realised that they're accepting only aged 21 years and above, and I could tell, she was a little disappointed too.
And I thought that could be my ticket to the world.
I first met Michelle when she was 18 going on 19. She was already beautiful then, but even more so now. For someone so pretty, it was against natural order that she should be so nice. I'm thinking, I could never be the way she was at 18, this coming birthday.
She tells me, 3 years isn't a long wait... Look, I'm here now.
3 years means that someone is getting his degree, 3 years means that a relationship won't work out,
3 years makes you more worldly, Geist said to me,
But 3 years means a ever-increasing yearn to leave, knowing you can't right now, when everyone else have been leaving your whole life.