I don't know where should I start this post. It's about some guys in my life. Some guys who left unique impression in my life. Starting from high school until now. Coincidentally, their nickname was started with "A" letter. I realized it long ago.
The first A, okay, to make it easy, I call him A1. A1 was my sunbae in high school. I knew him when we're in the same class for semester exam. The rule was, a class divided into two which is one with the sophomore class and the other part with class 3. Well, since I'm in the first part, I sat with a sunbae in sophomore class. This A1 sunbae sat in front of me with my friend. We had a week for exam.
It was started when we would have chemistry exam. In the morning, when I arrived at class, I saw him was studying with my seatmate sunbae. I sat there as usual. Then he asked (I didn't know to whom) what "Al" was? Then I blurted out that it's aluminium. I was so embarrassed I hit my mouth and hid my face. Kkkkk...
After that day, I always watched his every move. What his subject that day? What time he arrived at school? Did he go to school by bike or walking? -which then I knew he walked from his home-, and so on.
In my eyes, he was different. Well, you kinda look the people you like is a special one, right? So did I. Unfortunately, my class and his was so far. They separated with some classrooms. So, I could only see him when break time or when he had physical exercise. Someday, I saw my friend talked to him. Then I asked her how she knew him. It turned out that my friend was in the same extracurricular as him. It was like a happy news for me. I told her that I like him, and she gladly helped me. She got his phone number for me.
I didn't have my own hand phone back then, I used my father's. I sent him texts without revealing who am I. Hahahaa.. to think about it, it was more like secret admirer.
When I was in sophomore grade, I was more that happy when I learned his class was next to mine. Kyaaaa~~!! I was like always chose in the front row near door. I was like a spy, always looked at the door when I heard some noises. At break time, I always sat in my seat leaned my head pretended did nothing but rest while in the fact that I watched him talked and had funny times with his friends. I never had a gut to tell him who am I. We're remained exchanging texts until the time he had to graduate. I still remember the date. It was five days before my birthday.
After the ceremony, my friend pushed me to call him. I was so contemplated but curious at the same time. In the end, I called him with public phone -though I had my own phone already. I was so tremble and nervous and panic. When I heard his voice, I was like speechless. I couldn't say anything. And just like that, I hung up the phone.
Huufffttt!!!
Then I heard he continued pursued his study to Yogyakarta.
I'm aware that one of the reason of me continued my study was because of him. I was so innocent and naive to think that my life was like those drama I watch. That maybe I'll meet him there someday. No. I never saw him again after the day I saw him in high school, promoting his university where he attended. Until now, he's always remain as my sweetest memory. I wonder how is he right now.
Shall we move to A2? Well, actually I kinda confused since I meet two person almost in the same time. Hmm.. but I think my classmate was the first one? Okay then. This A2 is my classmate. He was kind and nice and playful.
I met him in the first day of college day. But I had a talk with him in Biology subject which he was a part of the group -my professor got us to make a group to explore about determination keys. He was different with the other boy I met, at least I know. The first thing he asked me was "Do you know Sassy Girl Chun Hyang?". My respond was like, "What? Is he serious?"
It's not that I didn't know that drama. In fact, I love that drama so much I couldn't get enough to watch it over and over again. It's just that, was he do not have other thing to ask? But thank's to him I felt comfortable. He was like a persistent. Always called me and asked my help or just to tease me.
He was a hero for me once. He saved my life once that I grateful so much and owe him big one. If that day he refused to come, I don't know where am I today. For God sake, he was just arrived from his home in Solo and I asked him to fetch me. I cried when finally he arrived.
I don't know what his feeling towards me. We're close. But then we grew apart -one of the reason was because the A3 come in between- and we're like stranger. Then when finally we're close again, he came to me with a news that he got a girlfriend. My heart was squeezed but I didn't know whether it's because I like him too or what. Now he's in the other city, pursued his dream. We're still exchanging text sometimes. One thing I always remembered was, I owe him big time. I gave him a present but I didn't think it was enough to tell him I was felt grateful towards him.
Lastly, A3. I met him when we're in the same bus, he texted me first. Saying that he got my number from the list I filled a while before. We're from the same hometown. That's why he was glad that he saw my number. My first impression towards him was... he's like my A1 sunbae. If I didn't know his name, I might wronged him as A1. Hahahahaa..
He had funny personality and caring person. Maybe because of that I misunderstood his act towards me. But, how could I blame my self? Blaming him was the easiest thing. Why he didn't drew a define line that he just saw me as a friend, not a girl who had potential to be more than a friend?
He smartly doing pushed and pulled game towards me. Or maybe I'm the one who had a big hope for him to notice me? But my friend once told me that she asked him, "Is men always know when some girls like him?" His answer was a yes. It's mean one thing. He knew my feeling all along and still let me grew my feeling towards him for in the end he threw me away after he got himself a pretty girlfriend.
Anyway.. these 'A' men are indeed left a big impression on me. Well... I'll just treasure them as the part of my maturity.
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