"..well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you,
when you think everything's okay and everything's going right,
and life has a funny way of helping you out,
when you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face,
and isn't it ironic?.."
Dear lonely isle,
I think someone up there likes me.
If 2 years ago, someone were to tell me that a certain boy was gonna be very important to me I would have laughed. Sure I thought he was cute, but nothing more.
Then, as if to prove my point, he left my school. Off to Taylors to study A levels.
So I went through form six without another thought of him, other than as a stranger passing through my life. There was no news from him, neither did we keep in touch.
In those 2 years I spent my time feeling sorry for myself and rather lonely and thinking that stupid things like love only happened to other people. And to further support my theory I had a few crushes on various people, none of which worked out.
And so it went on, until I finally accepted that since it's not going to happen, I might as well be happy with my life, as I've been blessed with wonderful friends who love me very much. It's a different kind of love, but love nontheless. Just stopped looking and stopped being silly and stopped wondering when my turn will come.
Then one day, he made re-entry.
First through MSN, we chatted. I enjoyed talking to him and he seemed very interesting. Better still, somewhere deep in the recesses of my memory I could still remember his name and how he looked like. He wanted to arrange a meet-up before we all killed ourselves after getting STPM results, so after many postponings we finally met up, him and a group of us, the night before STPM results.
After that, well this girl found herself tripping and falling head over heels in love, and the rest they say, is history. Though it's really recent history by the looks of it.
So now, this coming 24th would be our third month together and already I'm missing him so much every day.
Just goes to show, you'll never know. Haha and I guess my friends were right.
They keep telling me it'll come when you least expect it.
And sometimes, with the person you least expect too.
love, joyce.