Today I attended my ex-girlfriend's wedding whom I met at secondary school, we kept in touch somehow and I can't exactly remember how after losing touch for some time, we met again.
On Valentine's Day, I met another ex-girlfriend (also from my secondary school) on the street at Doby Ghaut, she was holding a guy's hand, I didn't say hi to her though because we don't really keep in touch and I am not sure if she still hates me.
One day I was queuing up to go into a cafe and saw a girl I once liked (when I just started work). I spoke to her and ask how she was and engage in polite talk. Different from last time where we can talk about anything.
Sometimes you wonder how those people who have crossed your path, walked with you in the journey of life for a while even if it is only for a few months, how they are now and what they are doing.
Not that you miss them but rather sometimes mattters wasn't closed properly and you wonder why it ended, why it just didn't happen or what could have happened.
Ms K asked me at the wedding whether I was feeling sour hearted when the groom wasn't me (one of the tests she always put me through). Of course I wasn't, that was like 13 years ago when I was 14 years old. The next test girlfriends usually put you through is by mentioning that memories of your first girlfriend is always the sweetest. Naturally, we would have to testify it's not and explain why.
And talking about memories... Last Friday, I went to Bellini at Clarke Quay and drank too much whisky. Ms K (very sweet of her) sent me home. Next morning, she asked me "Do you remember how many girls you hug that night?" I think only 2, or is it 3......
