this is a short story I wrote to what I felt today. It’s fictional so I do not want to be sued about how it’s like your life. =)

Anyway, I want to dedicate this short to the guy who inspired me to write this. You probably will never get to know it but thank you. I haven’t written something in what seems like ages!

ANYWAY, this was not exactly proofread so I expect errors.

A moment can happen at anytime, anywhere and at any age. It doesn’t matter how long or short they are but in those seconds, hours, days, months to years, our perspectives can really change. Those are the moments that stays with us forever; coming up whenever it feels like reminding us of what had occurred. Even if its just an imagination of our mind, it can still be a beautiful story our minds create.

[that was not a part of the story xD. just my ramblings prior to my writing.]
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            She quickly sped towards her destination with her gaze upon the ground. It was when she accidentally stumbled on the sidewalk did she think to look around her surroundings. Noticing there were no cars around, she continued towards her destination. She cannot be late to her seminar again. Not with all the looks she gets when she opens the door to a quiet auditorium.

            When she finally reached the train station, she heard the train’s arrival. Panicking, she quickly got across the turnstile and raced up the stairs. “Wait!” she shouted as she reached the train’s entrance. One of the train’s conductors smiled at her and said, “Late again?” She blushed faintly and thanked him for waiting. She found a seat and plopped down as she wiped away the sweat on her forehead.

            The train continued on its destination when a boy stepped in and sat across from her. She hadn’t noticed him until she looked up from her book. The boy had headphones on while sketching in his notebook. She rotated the stares between him and his notebook. The boy finally felt someone staring and looked up. Through his black rimmed glasses, his brilliant blue eyes stared into her curious violet eyes. She blushed at being caught and looked back at her book. It was strange but she was captivated by him.

            The next few weeks, she would be on time to catch that train in hopes of seeing him again. To her luck, she always saw him and he was always sketching. However, her semester was ending and so did these train meetings.

Two years later.

            He concentrated on his drawings of the beautiful cherry blossom trees at the botanical gardens. His trance was finally broken when a blossom fell onto his notebook. He stopped and smiled at the beauty before him. He couldn’t help but remember the girl with the violet eyes. He remembered one day on the train, the girl was intensely looking at the botanical gardens photographs of cherry blossoms. Honestly, it was the reason why he was there in the first place. He figured one day, they might accidentally bump into each other again.

            It was a brief moment when their gazes met. He was leisurely walking when she bounded quickly to her destination. It was almost like their “first” meeting she thought with a smile forming on her face. They were about half a block away from each other but their eyes never left each other’s. His was still a pretty blue while hers were still a glittery violet under the sun’s rays. They both smiled at one another and nodded – acknowledging the others’ presence. Afterwards, they passed each other like it was just another day.

One day, I will properly greet him.

One day, I will finally meet her.

            And maybe, one day, they will. For now, it will just be another unforgettable moment in their lives.  

Favorite song?

oh..that’s a hard one since I love most of ghibli’s stuff. However, the album I am so obsessing over —

Premium Wind Ensemble.

http://www.amazon.com/Premium-Wind-Ensemble-Collection-Ghibli/dp/B008PSTYDS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1364608952&sr=8-1&keywords=premium+wind+ensemble

it is TOO hard to pick one so I refuse to do it. YOU CAN’T MAKE ME >”< .

lol. I can be such a child.

Favorite moment?

can it be moment[s]?!

from http://thejadednetwork.com/graphics/wallpapers/Spirited-Away/Wooo/

hehe. how can you not love this scene? In a movie where things seems so serious to downright silly xD

from http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27600000/Cat-Bus-my-neighbor-totoro-27648526-800-435.jpg

when all seemed helpless for one of our MCs, of course the catbus is there to help :)

from: http://www.dvdizzy.com/images/m-p/mnt13.jpg

and how can I ever forget that after she found her sister, the catbus decided to change their destination to the hospital? It was one of the most touching scenes and I think I almost cried. ormaybeIdid…

from: http://www.empireonline.com/images/uploaded/Kikis-Delivery-Service.jpg

it was amazing how even though she felt like she could not fly, she still flew. and saved him. ♥

from: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QnWbqsjYJDM/T7034Wec27I/AAAAAAAABoQ/AUs_vSJBELo/s640/Nausicaa+2.jpg

okay fineeee. I’m done with this portion. still too many moments I love man. Anyway I chose this scene because it was when she bonded with him. This scene was also so cute when the fox-creature licked her wounds.

Favorite piece of fan art?

I’m not really one to look up fanart but I will for this question :D

http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/063/7/1/arrietty_by_anndr-d3avyzw.jpg

Although I like anime-ish more drawings, I really like this one. I imagine she’s thinking about Sho. ‘cause I admit to wondering about how Sho is and how was his operation.

Favorite quote?

all my quotes are so going to be from spirited away. I guess I should really just pick one…

Seven years ago

I stepped into a building that was foreign to me. I was a little frightened but I conquered it. During the course of the year, this guy always came out of the classroom I was going to step into. There were days where I’d see him, his eyes and mine, locked together. Often, I’d look down right away because I knew he was my senior. I never got to know his name but I was captivated by him.

And honestly, what captivated me about him the most? Many people would find this funny but I loved the scarf he had on. Even back then, I was a scarf fiend.

Six years ago.

I was a sophomore and he would still happen to pass by. However, this year was a little different because I finally got to meet him. Alas, I was too shy to say anything as I went to the park with our friends to play handball. I would only dare sneak glances at him but I was never able to approach him. Don’t get me wrong, he was not intimidating in the least. But I was too shy.

Five years ago

I took tennis gym and he was there too. However, he was there with a lot of his friends and for that whole year, I could only walk by him without saying a word. Even if you guys think I had a crush on him, I actually don’t know if I did. He had a girlfriend at the time. and NO, I did not stalk him. I just happened to know his girlfriend because we volunteered at the same church before and they had photos together.

About two years ago.

I was invited to my friend’s birthday after volunteer at the church. I didn’t know he would be there but he was. I didn’t know anyone at the party so when my friend GTang and I walked in and saw him, I thought he smiled and waved to GTang. I looked behind and around me and realized maybe, he was not waving at GTang but at me. However, I was too late to really say anything. Plus my shyness overtook me so I just walked to people I knew and chatted for a while before leaving.

One year ago.

“Do you know LLaw?” - asked one of my friends.

“yeah, why?”

“my friend saw my photos with you and asked did we know each other.”

as the conversation went on, I realized who he was talking about. him.

In the end, I realized it was not only me who noticed him but he noticed me as well.

Today.

Today, across the street, I saw him again. Actually, even before today, I saw him with my other friend too. However, we never had the chance to even say hello.

I think back seven years ago to even last year, I would never have told this story to anyone. In fact, today is the first time I’ve let myself tell it. I think back then to even just yesterday, I was too scared to be teased by my friends. I don’t want them asking who this guy is when I barely even know him as an acquaintance.

But at the split second when I looked across the street and saw him - in that moment, I wish I had gotten a chance to know him. Maybe one day, when I do, I can tell him how much his scarf, his smile, his eyes, his glasses [omg I love glasses LOL] - how much it captivated me and how much I wanted to be friends with him. If I ever get close, I’ll definitely tell him.

But if that ever happened, it would seem so surreal.

when it comes to a love triangle, I can’t help but feel sorry for the one who loses.

especially when they have done so much.

When I went to Flushing today, I had about half an hour to get to my destination. Hopstop said it should have taken me no more than maybe 5-6 minutes to reach my destination after getting off the stop so I figured I’d have time to explore. However, I first had to find the place and it took me 20-25 minutes. I kept walking the wrong way and :(

When I got back to brooklyn though, I realized I was like a robot set with a destination. Without really thinking, I walked towards my house. It was when I was stopped at a red light that it’s amazing how my brain can program that information into my brain so easily.

Hopefully, I’ll get to explore Queens more thoroughly one day.

The lecture I attended today had a moment that I don’t ever want to forget. It reminds me of how learning at any age is important and how just a little thing, can change a person’s perspective on things.

Picture a small classroom, with white washed walls and a projector that shows the lesson on the wall. A doctor, lecturing in mandarin with enthusiasm and an elderly lady sitting in the front. A pencil in hand, a cassette player before her with the red button down.

Pop. one side of the cassette is done and I finally realized she was recording with it. She looked at it and took the recorder so she can flip the cassette over. After everything was done, she pressed rec again like it was the normalest thing to do.

as a college student, I record my lectures with my phone. I sometimes listen to it, sometimes don’t. I think this lady today, inspired me and moved me in a way that I didn’t know I could be moved.