"NEVER.....SAY.....DIE.....", I mumble to myself as my heart throbs violently.

I have decided to give it a go. My history is written thru the choices I make. Anyway, someone once said that every girl with long hair deserves a second chance. I must strike up a conversation with her this time. I have checked the time table, her lecture ends at 1 o'clock. I am not going to say 'U look familiar! Are U my JC's classmate?' again. No. Never.

Time is eternal. It is 12:30. My heart is racing; it goes KeRoKeRoKeRoPpi [errrr... that's the closest I can get]. My mind begins to wonder wild, and the thought of Vanilla Shake comes to my mind...

We were at MacDonald's. I ordered Vanilla Shake. I have stopped consuming Chocolate Shake since PandA...PanDa... left me for BROWN EYES David. Hazel is of a different kind. There is an air of elegance in her. [Readers' complaint: Illogical — an elegant lady in MacDonald's? Garf retorts: why not? Readers' reply: Only Ah-Lians go to MacDonald's.] We first met each other at a Christmas party. At first I thought Love came down at Christmas, but I was wrong.

Hazel said we were incompatible because she was a Christian and I was not. She was really apologetic about it. I was wordless, appalled, shaken, devastated. If religion encompasses love, why can't love embrace religion? It was only many months later that somebody by the name of LEEKK attempted to address this mind-boggling issue in the VAX bbs. (Click here for his article.)

Hazel left behind lots of fond memories and many meaningful quotes, like Friendship is love with understanding, and Love in your heart isn't meant to stay... give to those that deserve it. Such a nice girl. Fortunately I didn't pass her the Thank-you card that I had prepared in return for the gift she gave me earlier.

My heart was shattered. I felt like a Hazelnut. On my way home after we departed, I met Pei Fu. He saw tears in my eyes. I tried to get off by lying that I had just watched the movie "Ghost". His remark was: To Live is to risk Dying, and as if that was not enough, he added on: Life is uncertain, Death is certain...

Back to reality. It's 12:50, about time. John has said this before: Eat every cookie as if it's the LAST cookie! I think that makes sense. Then the doors of the LT open, and people gush out of the LT like stream of water. I keep my eyes wide open, lest I miss her.

Yes, I spot her. I just hope that she is not with her company. (All girls, listen here, don't you know that by hanging around in a group you may be doing a great disservice to one of your gang-mates?) Luck is on my side. She is alone! I tuck myself at a corner, waiting anxiously, knowing that she will make a turn in just a few more seconds. KeRoKeRoKeRoPpi (There it goes again.) 5...4...3...2...1...

"Gee.Hi! Surprise. We meet again!", I jump out and greet her with my trademark MiLLion DoLLars Smile ... /.

"Hey...er...hi," she takes quite a while to recover from the shock, before she can take a better look at the 'obstacle', "Oh, it's you. You sure can react real fast, doncha?"

"8)" I blush, "Er...er... are you my JC... er no... er... I mean... We can be together for a while, right? ... hee hee ... (*sweat*) ... erm... (*remind myself: chest out, stomach in*) can I have you for lunch? erh? (*notice her puzzled look*)... oh no, I mean ... have lunch with you?"