How Rain came and brought back the sun shining...

    So, let's go back to where it really started. I was 16 or even younger when I first met this guy. He is neat, quiet and reserved, they tagged him "multi-talented", yeah he's the type of guy who wouldn't talk to you if you're not friends while I was that girl who can talk to anyone, loud, funny, out going, and laid back. Aren't we so opposite? What I could possibly recall from the corner of my mind is that.. they were the "performers" and we were just the "try and try until you get tired " team lol. But seriously I admire them because they actually take their performances seriously. There was a tiny healthy competition during that time but I really didn't mind at all, coz maybe I was thinking... I was the youngest and am not officially a member of that organization yet. 

Like I said, I am the least person with no one to talk to. I usually start the conversation and end up with new friends. :D was it a positive sign? So, with all of these kind of routine that I always do, why did I missed talking to him? He's noticeable because of his charm and talent. During those times, people come to me and would refer someone to date, but I kept my standard and didn't date anyone until I reached 18, I was ready then I thought. Just when I thought when I am ready people thought I'm not the kind who dates! What the!? Whoever set that in their minds, I had no idea.( He needs to pay!) :-) I enjoyed much of my time with group of friends, and with my studies, I thought that studies would help me climb the stairs to where I want to be and that dating doesn't matter at the moment. I was right!  In short I was a "late bloomer"
Okay, so let's go back to that "multi-talented guy", I really had no idea why we were not close that time, I got close with his friends but not with him. Maybe because I was thinking that he was the serious type and we were so opposite. But who would ever guess that after less than a decade our paths have crossed when both of us live in both corners of the world. It started with a "hit" I saw his name from a friend's wall who happened to be my mom's friend too. That time, I wasn't sure if I really know who I was about to hit as a friend on my facebook, but I hit "add as a friend" anyway. Unlike others, who doesn't message or hit back, when I signed out from my account, my cellphone beeps for a  notice from may facebook account. It was him who messaged me! I managed to read and read while thinking who I was going to reply to. If it's him or his brother. (because he used an alias, just like me). He said How are you and I said Hi, it was a you throw- i catch conversation 'til I was struck with his next question.. a FAQ! (Frequently Asked Questions) He asked me If I was married, and I laughed so hard... for that day, I received maybe a half of 20 of those questions just in different words!