Searching for someone who can lie down with me on a beach, underneath the blinking stars, and just talk for the whole night...
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Just as i was bathing, srubbing myself this evening, i found a sore spot on my chest. That is exactly where chingto had pinched me yessterday (his final gift for me on the very last day of high school?). Well, he pinched me just because i have patted him deliberately with a huge amount of force on his back, just like that... I can still remember the pain that he inflicted on me after he pinched me, it was damn painful (i swear that this is the most painful amongst all his previous pinches). up til now, the souring pain is still there, somemore there is still a bright red mark on it!
I believe the wound will heal soon, but with the healing of the wound, it signifies the ending of the freedom of being in a boy school, the liberty of saying anything and doing anything we like, like bonding each other, daopok-ing each other, getting changed together openly in classrooms or even in basketball court... next year, we will not get the chance to do all these, and for chingto, he cant pinch my nipxxx anymore, if he does that, girls will surely stare at us with bulging eyes...
Thinking back, i just find that we are often being manipulated by the things around us. Here, at this moment, i reminisce about the all-boy environment i have had in these four years, but ironically, i actually dreaded the all-boy environment when i first stepped into Hwachong, and even dreaded it at times this year, when i was already sec4. Why did i not treasure this all-boy environment where i have 4 full years to do so?
I realise now that the past 4 years are the only 4 years in my entire life that i have being in an all-boy environment. Few more days later, i will never be able to experience it anymore.