moment of silence

found out a couple of days ago, that the first boy to ever ask me for my telephone number, had succumbed to cancer. it was real shocking news coz he's just a few years older than me and a very talented musician. hope his life was pleasantly full while it lasted.

i remember being just a girl, at all of 16, and no-where-near being a woman. i was slowly phasing out my tom-boy look (coz mom said i had to) and was just starting to wear skirts, brush my hair and wear make-up (basic stuff like eye-liner and gloss). this guy and i used to go for cat class together but as all catholic children know, cat class is not where you learn about god, it's actually SDU for the young.

we also went for the same mass and i always had mom with me. but one sunday, and i remember this vividly, mom was ill so i went alone. Once the priest finished the gospel, i went down to the vending machine where i bumped into him, also skipping the homily. we smiled then stood there while we sipped the watered down coke. then all of a sudden he turned to me and asked for my number. just like that. no lead up, no small talk, nothing. i wasn't smitten enuf so i declined *but i have to say that i liked the attention*

we never spoke again. tho we did the eye contact thing. as we grew older, the eye contact morphed into the head nods and then the occasional "hi!". we actually had a full conversation some years ago. he's still single and i have an army, he was amused. i feel sad coz i din get a chance to say bye.