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Monday, September 05, 2005

♥ Just A Little Crush

Remember Jeniffer Paige's Crush? Ala.. yang 'it's just a little crush...not like I faint every time we touch...' This song was popular in the 90's... somewhere in the mid nineties kot (more like end of the ninties). I remember a friend from UTM Johor who dedicated this song to me. We became friends after chatting which was the thing at the time (1998). I have not heard from him since 2000. Don't know what he is doing and I hope that he is fine somewhere out there.

Actually, I came across an article in Cleo (September issue) about having a crush. Before reading that article, I would deny myself that I have a crush on Farid Kamil and Ako Mustapha (just naming a few)nowadays at the age of what some may say to old to have a crush. But I guess it's normal to have a crush on anyone at any age. At least a crush is a thing that only you yourself know about and gives you motivation and makes you feel good too.

I remember having my first crush. It was with a boy from primary school. At that time, I had a crush on him since standard four. He was quite handsome at that time. Bayangkanlah, masa darjah empat dah handsome, dah bayangkan kalau dewasa lagi handsome. But as kids, we would often quarrel. In standard six, he was elected as the assistant head prefect and I was elected as a prefect in our school. We were in different classes but in the sekolah agama, we were in the same class. One time, we had a big fight but I can't remember about what and we didn't speak with each other for quite some time.

One day after recess, we were about to line up before entering our classes. I was upstairs and had to line up at the badminton court in front of the school building. I don't know what happened, but as I was walking down the stairs, I accidently tripped on my sarong. I managed to balance myself and held to a friend's hand since I was in the middle of the stairs. But to no avail, just 3 steps before reaching the ground floor, someone stepped on my sarong and at the same time, I was stepping down the stairs. I was trying to grasp on anything that I could hold on to balance myself. But I found none. So I accidently pushed the person infront of me hoping that I would not fall on my face but it did not happen that way. I fell flat on my face at the bottom of the staircase macam menyembah sesuatu. I felt relieved that I didn't hit anything and was glad that not many heads were noticing what was happening. But as I turned to my right, I turned white seeing that grin and giggle on his face. My crush was there watching the whole thing. I was so humiliated and never spoke to him again for months.

My second crush was with my own classmate. He was the quiet type. I never told him that I had a crush on him because it was against my beliefs. I believe that you should not tell your crushee that you have a crush on them. Anyway, this time, my crush was quite a genius. Very the quiet type. Plays football and always have a smile on his face. The sopan santun type. We would collect money for the class fund and one time, he had not paid for 3 months. We would collect RM5 per month and I paid his share before the class treasurer asked him to pay. One day, the guys ask him if he had paid the class fund because the treasurer did not mention his name. He was confused and wanted to pay his share but the treasurer said that he had paid. He was confused for a while and I just liked the look on his face. The treasurer said that he had paid last week. He was a bit confused but said maybe I have paid. On his birthday, I gave him a t-shirt. Adidas or Asics. I can't remember which brand. Some may say that it's nothing but for me, at that time, I was in boarding school and had to save money to buy that present. It was something to me. He didn't know where the present came from nor from whom. But at the end of our schooldays, I told him that I gave the present to him.

In my uni years, I had a crush on a guy from Kelantan. He was so darn cute. He is a Kelantanese but does not know anything about dikir barat. The crush faded away after I graduated.

Now, I have a crush on Farid Kamil and Ako Mustapha. Not that serius kind of crush like I had in my younger years. But just a crush to cheer me up like on Sunday and Monday nights, I just can't wait to finish up all the chores before 9.30pm just to watch Ako Mustapha in Inikah Cinta aired on TV1. Or supporting the Malay film industry by watching movies that have Farid Kamil in it. And this new guy in my office, a young new staff that I like to watch because of his naiveness and purely honest looks make me do my work twice as fast as before just to make sure that everyday I get a chance to bully him. Ha..ha..

At least now I am free of having crushes and not feel guilty of having them at this age.

Am i really never good enough for you?
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