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The Cicada shouting out from a big city. The Urban Cicada.

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A drifting Cicada flying across the nation has yet to settle down.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Su the Duck

As one of the turning points of my life, Su the Duck pops in to my head lately. What do I remember? Gee... Moments embarrassment for me. I have done much stupid things for this girl. I remember walking around your door every morning on my way to high school hoping that I can get a glance of you. I remember being alert whenever the bus 278 passing by just because that's the bus you ride to school. I remember the excitement when I was invited into your house only later found out that I had a hole in my pants. I remember delivering flowering to the boy you loved for you just because you asked me to. Was I a wuss.... I permanently marked myself as a tragic figure in this relationship that I wished existed. I swore myself to protect you in the dark even though I knew there would be no happy ending for me. Sigh... Was I young and naive.

Well... But was embarrassment all I got. No, far from it. She is the turning point of my life. Whither she know it or not, she helped me to become the person that I am proud to be. Know that Su Duck was a tragic person. Tragic things happens to her like rain in the forest. Sometimes, despite the wuss that I was, she talked to me from time to time. She made me think. She put me into persepectives that I wouldn't be if wasn't for her. Because of her, I became a more sensitive person than I was before. I became a more considerate person than I was before. If it wasn't for her, I could be any jerk that passes your life. For that, I sincerely thank her.

Then... I remember the last conversation that we had. I remember talking to her in side of a little park around the corner. I remember what she told me right before I leave for the US. She told me that whoever be my wife will have a difficult time for the fact that I am the only son. I remember disagreeing with her...

Then, I left. I remember the short days of long emails shooting back and forth everyday years after I move to the US. I remember she admitted that she was only playing with my feeling back in highschool. I remember being extreme mad at her and then forgave her right away. I remember then being the only comfort of her vulnerable time. And... I remember how that turns out. Gee. Was I young and naive.

Then, there's her early marriage, which doesn't effect me much, since I was totally over her by then. I remember her trouble with marriage and life at the time. I remember ditching my good friend "Dumpling Lin" at the ally entrance, just so that I could walk her and talk to her. I remember... I seemed to take comforting her as my responsibility. My way of paying back to her for making me the person I am today.

Then there's her divorce. Then... There's my recently reunion with her. She seems.... happy.

I don't remember when was the last time I see her happy. But there she was........ HAPPY, and stronger too. She was a different person than what I used to know. I guess, like a happy ending to a sad story. There it is. She is finally happy.

1 Comments:

Blogger JeanBlue said...

你總是收藏了許多女孩子的故事。我會繼續再寫blog的,不過好想有一台數位相機說...

Anyway,祝你順利在德州找到適合的工作!

加油囉!

9:26 AM  

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