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Thursday, February 10, 2005


My Second Love

I met her during my training as a teacher at NIE (National Institute of Education). She was one of my classmates whom I didn't take notice of until we were assigned to do a Maths project together. I wasn't attracted to her by her eyes as my first love did. What drew me to her was her name. They shared the same Christian name. Imagined the shock I received when I was told that I had been paired off with somebody with that name. Was it fate? Pershaps but only if it was really her that I would be working with. Though she doesn't have the same beautiful eyes, she is attractive in her own way. She was of the right build and height and personality. We would meet as often as we could after our lectures and spent hours at the library. Of course we didn't spend all those time discussing just about the project. We got to know each other better and eventually we were doing alot of things together. But she was not ready to let our relation made known to the others so we had to pretend to be talking about our project in front of the others and nothing personal. Thus when our project ended three months later, we didn't even get the chance to talk in campus as she would either be with her friends or project-mates. In fact, I was busy with my other projects myself. I had wanted to meet up with her during the weekends but she ...................................

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