Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Amazing Doesn’t Even Begin To Describe It

Today has been a very strange day.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who went for a church camp at the age of 10 in a distant town away from home and discovered what a crush was when he befriended the most beautiful young girl. Nothing can stand in the way of an idiot boy in love, so he would write the most outrageous letters to her. Of course long-distance correspondance ultimately ends in tears (the intarweb not being commonplace back then) and so he learned a little of how life could kick you in the nuts if you allowed it to.

Fast forward to 2005. La Idler and I are mooching at a Starbucks. Actually we had originally been at another Starbucks across the road because it was Caffeine Lunch Day, and we had consumed some droogs there earlier; thus we were forced to look for a fresh pusher for more fixes. Yes, and so there we were at Starbucks having our second shot of droogs for the day when this woman-child strides in through the door and dons a Starbucks uniform.

It was her. Yet it couldn’t be. How could it be her? She hadn’t changed a bit. It was like a mature version of the 10 year old girl I knew back then. It was her eyes, the same impossibly large eyes with limpid pools of brown and auburn that triggered a flurry of memories.

Later, we asked to taste the mooncakes, and she spoke to us briefly. The shocker came when she introduced herself - her name was the same.

It was her.

What are the chances? I haven’t seen her in 17 years and now I bump into her again at Starbucks. Of course, I don’t want anything - my life is great the way it is. I’m just grateful at how the world is smaller then we think it is.

I’m glad to see her again.

kinda stirs up memories doesn’t it.
Reminding you of the bitter sweet thoughts of her…

did she remember you ?

did you guys smile talk and reminsce (sperring bee attack) about everything???

Hmm. I have not such luck yet when it comes to meeting friends i’ve known and lost in my childhood… It’s more amazing that you can recognise her after 17 years. I mean, doesn’t she look different at all??

It sounds sweet, recognizing your crsh from 17 years ago..

From all your Starbucks pics, ever intend to visit every Starbucks branch in Singapore? I know one dude is visiting Starbucks around the world. A documentary is being made as we speak. =)

Sounds like she’s a hottie. Which starbucks is this again? :)

i hope to see him again too.

This thing wont happen to me.. as I am keeping in touch with all my crushes..

Small world indeed.
You didn’t ask her for 4D? I can sense you will be lucky this week. :)

And does she know who you are? Or are you trying to stay anonymous again :) ? I’m so bad at recognizing people from childhood and if she is the same like me, she might have not realized that it is you ?

Nearly as amazing as meeting and falling in love with a girl who was my kindergarten classmate. (she was seated one goon away in the class photo) I didn’t know she was my classmate till she showed me the photo. How camazing is that?

you mean mooncake girl? But she’s cute la. Did she recognise you?

Oh gosh, was reminicising recently about my ‘first love’ too. Similar to you, I met him when I was ten, in a church camp. Lost contact, and then got his number through a friend. But didn’t meet up with him, wanted to preserve the sweet sweet memories I had of him. =)