My Exed Ex.

It is only in states of elevated levels of boredom does one find revelation.

I was lazily browsing through Friendster and clicking on some of the profiles in my list for I was so so bored. Bored mindless.

Then I clicked on my ex-boyfriend's profile. An ex of eons ago. The first guy I ever went out with that made my friends nod their heads and confirm their theories that Raihan likes pretty boys. To me, he is not exactly pretty.He is good-looking, full of attitude but very quiet.....almost brooding. Not pretty but actually handsome. He is half-Malay and half....something else. It helps that his not-Malay name is so cool. It made him more.....exciting. Too bad I was too young to explore the exciting possibilities he could have offered. Heh.

That was it. We broke up coz we were too young. To this day, I still think having a boyfriend when I was still in secondary school was too much coz I was too young. I remember juggling the too-young theory in my head but my puberty hormones got the better of me. It didn't help that I was in an all-girls school and didn't have much eye-candy except for the occasional cute male relief teacher (Mr Ng Boon Kiat!!) and the athletic prowess and dental phenomenon of Cikgu Samat.

So my (young) man from the corresponding all-boys school in the east was a salve to my sore eyes and someone I'd scamper off to meet in town right after school, almost everyday. When we were in Sec 3, his khaki school shorts turned to long white pants and I was all agog! His pants were tailored so nicely! It got him into trouble with his school discipline master but it made his ass cute, it made him cool and my boyfriend was a certified QT.We actually went on and off for about two freaking years!! When we finally broke -up, we were both 16, it was mutual and it was final. Whew. It's a wonder I didn't screw up and drop out of Crescent Girls! Oh I was sooo mentel I could have kicked myself! Kalau hot babe takpe...I was NOT. I was so tanned from hockey and track, my hair was super short, I wore stupid glasses which only got switched to contacts when I was in Sec 3, my uniform was just sad to begin with and I had zero flirting skills, the kind that many girls around me that time already had a grasp on. C'mon, I was ONLY 15.

So back to this exciting ex-boyfriend of mine...he's doing well now. He is in NUS. He is still just as cute, if not cuter (even Azim thinks he's cute!WHAT?!). He still has that cool name his mother gave him (a thousand points to the Mrs!). And we have just linked up on Friendster and his messages to me indicate that he is still just as nice.

But the difference is that this boy grew up. He is very committed in a very serious relationship with a very beautiful girl. No more stories of him going from girl to girl (what I heard in college!). His girlfriend's picture is displayed proudly in his photo profile and his testimonials for her and hers for him oozed love. They have been together for quite awhile and now she's far away in Australia, studying. Another indication of his maturity, sustaining a long-distance relationship.

Very not him. Very opposite. Very new.

I am amazed. I am glad. It's not everyday naughty boys turn good for a girl. But when they do, you know it's love. It's not a facade of who they really are. It's just love. And I'm glad it happened to this guy. It should happen to everyone, this thing called love. It's sustenance for life. And it changes you whether you want to or not. I changed with Azim. You think I really wanted to change?

So YOU, I didn't think you'd turn over and sober down with the ladies so soon but you did and that rocks!

Oh and Happy Birthday.

Thank God we're all no longer sixteen.