i want to remember.
on the way to dinner at bt timah after work, i thought i spotted a familiar face at the bus stop in front of the Al-Azhar Indian-Muslim Food place. i wanted to say hello, but then i realised i had forgotten her name. the only thing i remember about her is that she was from Dunearn Secondary School's Band and that her name started with a C.
and for that moment i felt sad. i hate forgetting.
the only thing i could remember was that i last saw her on some sec 3 day of reflection in church or something like that. that was the first, and also the last, time i spoke to her. i remember sitting next to her on that saturday/sunday evening but instead of interacting with her, all i did was check my watch and curse about how time moved so slowly and think about how fun it would be at risen christ's confirmation with all my friends later in the evening. waiting, cursing and glaring at my watch soon got boring and i gave up and so i decided to make a half-hearted attempt to talk to her. i have no recollection of the conversation, but i can pretty much remember how everything was in the hall and all. like what everyone was doing and all. kinda very much like a mime show or one of those classic charlie chaplin movies. a couple of hours later, i was gone.
and just like most things that we take for granted, i didn't realise that she didn't get confirmed with us in 2007. i didn't even notice she was gone before confirmation camp. perhaps i was so busy in my own lil' world, so caught up with everything and all. i lost a friend, or perhaps, an acquaintance just by forgetting her. what makes me sadder is that i heard she stopped going to church a long time ago, presumably in 2006. no, i'm not sad cos she's(presumably) not fulfilling her sunday obligation. i'm sad because i didn't do anything to try to get to know her, maybe it might have made a difference. church is supposed to be a second home, but it was pretty much a torture camp for us, until confirmation came along and made things better. but she left even before confirmation camp came. some people just stop going simply because there's no motivation or incentive to go anymore. people start to get lost, jaded, and cynical over time and by then, it's pretty much game over.
after some clarification with Ryan, i now know her name is Charlene Ang.
but the thing is, i don't really know whether she's dead or alive. or whether she was the one i saw at bt timah today. or how and what she's doing now. or where's she studying at now.
does anyone know the answers to these questions?
and for that moment i felt sad. i hate forgetting.
the only thing i could remember was that i last saw her on some sec 3 day of reflection in church or something like that. that was the first, and also the last, time i spoke to her. i remember sitting next to her on that saturday/sunday evening but instead of interacting with her, all i did was check my watch and curse about how time moved so slowly and think about how fun it would be at risen christ's confirmation with all my friends later in the evening. waiting, cursing and glaring at my watch soon got boring and i gave up and so i decided to make a half-hearted attempt to talk to her. i have no recollection of the conversation, but i can pretty much remember how everything was in the hall and all. like what everyone was doing and all. kinda very much like a mime show or one of those classic charlie chaplin movies. a couple of hours later, i was gone.
and just like most things that we take for granted, i didn't realise that she didn't get confirmed with us in 2007. i didn't even notice she was gone before confirmation camp. perhaps i was so busy in my own lil' world, so caught up with everything and all. i lost a friend, or perhaps, an acquaintance just by forgetting her. what makes me sadder is that i heard she stopped going to church a long time ago, presumably in 2006. no, i'm not sad cos she's(presumably) not fulfilling her sunday obligation. i'm sad because i didn't do anything to try to get to know her, maybe it might have made a difference. church is supposed to be a second home, but it was pretty much a torture camp for us, until confirmation came along and made things better. but she left even before confirmation camp came. some people just stop going simply because there's no motivation or incentive to go anymore. people start to get lost, jaded, and cynical over time and by then, it's pretty much game over.
after some clarification with Ryan, i now know her name is Charlene Ang.
but the thing is, i don't really know whether she's dead or alive. or whether she was the one i saw at bt timah today. or how and what she's doing now. or where's she studying at now.
does anyone know the answers to these questions?
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