I need to remind myself that i've changed, that i'm no longer who he thinks i am. That girl he remembers is but a mere memory.
Adel likes
cartoons, chocolates, reading, fun campy musicals, ribbons, funny motifs, sesame street characters, travelling, rollercoasters, tabloids, sunrise/sunsets, clouds, bitchy snarky comments, rainbows and colourful sprinkles on ice cream.
Adel avoids
crowds, lizards, uncles waxing lyrical on their opinions, people asking her abt what she is gonna do after graduation and fishes (dead or alive).
She tends to
forget what she was saying if she is interrupted, pronounce words wrongly, lapse into singlish and laugh very loudly in a gasping manner.
She hopes
to finally see a shooting star and own her own house.
She no longer
wears high white socks, gets bullied by teachers, carry a small outdoor bag and secretly admire the ah lians.
i'm not who he remembers. i'm not who he remembers. im not who he remembers.