i remember...

this is dedicated to the gal who i thought i could romance her, but actually found out that there is no click between us even at friends level. before my effort goes into the recycle bin, i have decided to post it here...

Ø I remember the time she and her mum sat in my car to go for supper (that was the first day of me knowing her).
Ø I remember the time I asked about her from another gal.
Ø I remember the time I watched her dance during her practice in church.
Ø I remember the time I replaced her for movie when she couldn’t make it.
Ø I remember the time I gave her a stone with her name on it.
Ø I remember the time I gave her a facial mask.
Ø I remember the time I waited in the car for her to get ready.
Ø I remember the time I opened the car door for her.
Ø I remember the time I drove her around when her car was sent for repair.
Ø I remember the time I brought her for breakfast.
Ø I remember the time I brought her tissue paper after a meal.
Ø I remember the time I listened to her talking about her past relationship with undivided attention.
Ø I remember the time I wrote her a testimonial in Friendster on 100th day of knowing her.
Ø I remember the time I held her tiny hand during prayer meeting.
Ø I remember the time I went with her for supper after cell group before sending her home.
Ø I remember the time when I felt warm all over my body when I read the line ‘brushes breadcrumbs off my lips’ in her blog: ‘It’s not… Instead it’s…’
Ø I remember the time I let her listen to Keith Urban’s ‘you’ll think of me’ thru voice sms.
Ø I remember the time I wished her ‘all the best’ and supported her in seeing her dance at KEC.
Ø I remember the time I wished her ‘good nite & sweet dream’
Ø I remember the time I sent her some love songs thru email.
Ø I remember the time I brought her bible that she left in front of the stage.
Ø I remember the time I touched her head, and she gave me a cute look ;)
Ø I remember the time I dreamt about her, not once but twice.
Ø I remember the time I brought her fork and spoon when the waiter forgot it.
Ø I remember the time I helped her to clear up after her ministry in church.
Ø I remember the time I sent her a ‘good morning’ sms.
Ø I remember the time I wanted to call her ‘sunshine’ but my lips were stuck.
Ø I remember the time I asked advice from someone close to her, of how should I act upon what I have in my heart for her.
Ø I remember the time she gave me a lovely smile.
Ø I remember the time she replied my sms though I was only sitting behind her.
Ø I remember the time she let me play with her gloves which were wet.
Ø I remember the time she tricked me to get the answer for a question.
Ø I remember the time she told me that she was hurt because she fell down during dance practice.
Ø I remember the time she talked to me in msn in the middle of the nite while I was still in office.
Ø I remember the time she encouraged me in msn.
Ø I remember the time she whispered to her friend, telling her that I am the mike who comment a lot in her blog.
Ø I remember the time she called me when I was just a distance of 100m away.
Ø I remember the time she drove me back to church, cruising at 110 km/h. woo hoo!
Ø I remember the time she asked me for movie.
Ø I remember the time she looked back and smile at me when we pass by each other.
Ø I remember the time she thanked me for helping her clear up.