Three Cheers For Five Years by Mayday Parade is a song that will always make me reminisce about a particular part of my life. The first time I ever heard this song was when I was 16. At that particular age, I met such a wonderful God`s creation. I fell in love with such a beautiful and gorgeous girl. Till today, I never thought that I could still have this heavy feelings for her. It`s not something that I can get rid of easily. It`s not that I don`t want to move on, I want to but I just can`t. Life`s complicated isn`t it. Here`s a story about this particular part of my life, back to where I was 16.
It was after school and I was at the canteen with my friends. I stood up from the place where we were sitting and decided to get myself a drink when suddenly, this really pretty, fair skinned, four eyed 5"2' girl with her hair tied up like a ponytail, caught my undivided attention. I froze for a moment there as she breezily walked away. "Woah," I thought. It was as if I was high on drugs and that girl was my heroine. When I finally snapped out of it, I saw my friends already walking off and I was the only one left who stood there. After that incident, I thought that I would never be able to see her again but I was wrong.
The second time I got to see her was then at Lot 1 shopping mall. My friends and I were at Long John Silver having our lunch and I saw her walking past right outside with a friend. It wasn`t just one time that she walked past but this time, as she walked past for quite a number of times, we were able to make eye contact! Being a 16 year old naive boy, I felt like I was the happiest guy on earth when she looked straight into my eyes. After having our lunch, I tried going after her. Not in a "trying to mug her" way but "trying to be as invincible as possible" way. She looked back and saw me again! This time, I wasn`t sure if she was smiling or laughing at me with her friend. She went up the escalator and the next thing I knew, she was out of my sight.
The third time I saw her was one of the best days of my life! It was after school hours again. My friends and I were on our way to the canteen. I was kind of out of my mind and decided to jump over the railings of the staircase. It wasn`t that high and scary so I did it. The moment I landed swiftly on my feet, there she was standing right in front of me looking a bit stunned. I looked into her eyes, she looked into mine. It wasn`t awkward at all for me, but I think it was for her.
"HI! Sorry by the way," I told her. There was a moment of silence for a while. My surroundings became empty except for the two of us and I could not hear anything except bells chiming. Nah, I`m just kidding. There wasn`t any bells chiming but it was definitely one of the happiest moment of my life. She just smiled and walked away. As we were going our opposite directions, I looked back and she did the same. We gave each other a decent smile. There was rather one thing I missed though, I was stupid enough not to ask what her name was.
As days go by, I found out that my best friend was contacting her behind my back. I got so pissed off and disappointed that my own best friend would do this to me. I stopped talking to him even though he sat next to me in class. He was nothing more than just an empty seat. But one thing I found out was her name. She has a really pretty name which fits everything that she is. Her name rhymes with banana and the first two syllables of her name is a fruit. At first I thought what kind of parents would give their child such a weird name, but then I thought it was unique and pretty like how she is.
One night right before I dozed off, I received a text message from an unknown number saying,"Hey Farhan. Don`t be angry at Harith. He feels really bad and he did nothing wrong. We`re just friends and nothing more. In fact, he has told me a lot about you. It`s me by the way."
My anger and disappointment towards Harith, my best friend, were suddenly gone. I wonder if it was just a dream as it was too good to be true. She gave me a text message when we didn`t even exchange our numbers. It was Harith who probably gave her my number but I still can`t believe he was the one who was contacting her in the first place when it should be me. Perhaps, Harith had thought that I was being to slow and decided to help me by giving me a head start.
I quickly replied her text message by thanking her for telling me the truth and help save my friendship with Harith. I had also asked if we could meet and walk to school together the following morning. I distinctively remembered her replying ,"Sure. Of course. :)" It was the very beginning of "us" but eventually, things didn`t last. Life, shit happens.
Till this very day, there were some regretful things I did to the both of us and also things I regret not doing. If only I could turn back the time to redo everything and make things right. Sometimes, I wish that none of this had never happened because all that is left now, are just sweet but painful memories. She was the only one I remember who calls me "Pak An", a sillier and definitely weirder term to call my name but I actually liked it.
People say "Time heals all wound" but not for me I suppose. Looks like healing my particular "wound" will take a really long time. There were actually times where we have a decent and casual conversation. But things aren`t the same. The conversation will die off just like that. I still remember that we`re supposed to go out in December 2010. She told me not to forget about it. It gave me a little bit of hope because who knows things might spark up again? I waited for that moment but unfortunately, it`s the year 2011 now and people tend to forget so all I could do was to just let it go.
Each time I listen to Three Cheers For Five Years by Mayday Parade, it reminds me of the moments when everything felt so right when I`m with her; both happy and sad moments. But all I`m left with to carry on are just memories. Nothing present, just the past.
It was after school and I was at the canteen with my friends. I stood up from the place where we were sitting and decided to get myself a drink when suddenly, this really pretty, fair skinned, four eyed 5"2' girl with her hair tied up like a ponytail, caught my undivided attention. I froze for a moment there as she breezily walked away. "Woah," I thought. It was as if I was high on drugs and that girl was my heroine. When I finally snapped out of it, I saw my friends already walking off and I was the only one left who stood there. After that incident, I thought that I would never be able to see her again but I was wrong.
The second time I got to see her was then at Lot 1 shopping mall. My friends and I were at Long John Silver having our lunch and I saw her walking past right outside with a friend. It wasn`t just one time that she walked past but this time, as she walked past for quite a number of times, we were able to make eye contact! Being a 16 year old naive boy, I felt like I was the happiest guy on earth when she looked straight into my eyes. After having our lunch, I tried going after her. Not in a "trying to mug her" way but "trying to be as invincible as possible" way. She looked back and saw me again! This time, I wasn`t sure if she was smiling or laughing at me with her friend. She went up the escalator and the next thing I knew, she was out of my sight.
The third time I saw her was one of the best days of my life! It was after school hours again. My friends and I were on our way to the canteen. I was kind of out of my mind and decided to jump over the railings of the staircase. It wasn`t that high and scary so I did it. The moment I landed swiftly on my feet, there she was standing right in front of me looking a bit stunned. I looked into her eyes, she looked into mine. It wasn`t awkward at all for me, but I think it was for her.
"HI! Sorry by the way," I told her. There was a moment of silence for a while. My surroundings became empty except for the two of us and I could not hear anything except bells chiming. Nah, I`m just kidding. There wasn`t any bells chiming but it was definitely one of the happiest moment of my life. She just smiled and walked away. As we were going our opposite directions, I looked back and she did the same. We gave each other a decent smile. There was rather one thing I missed though, I was stupid enough not to ask what her name was.
As days go by, I found out that my best friend was contacting her behind my back. I got so pissed off and disappointed that my own best friend would do this to me. I stopped talking to him even though he sat next to me in class. He was nothing more than just an empty seat. But one thing I found out was her name. She has a really pretty name which fits everything that she is. Her name rhymes with banana and the first two syllables of her name is a fruit. At first I thought what kind of parents would give their child such a weird name, but then I thought it was unique and pretty like how she is.
One night right before I dozed off, I received a text message from an unknown number saying,"Hey Farhan. Don`t be angry at Harith. He feels really bad and he did nothing wrong. We`re just friends and nothing more. In fact, he has told me a lot about you. It`s me by the way."
My anger and disappointment towards Harith, my best friend, were suddenly gone. I wonder if it was just a dream as it was too good to be true. She gave me a text message when we didn`t even exchange our numbers. It was Harith who probably gave her my number but I still can`t believe he was the one who was contacting her in the first place when it should be me. Perhaps, Harith had thought that I was being to slow and decided to help me by giving me a head start.
I quickly replied her text message by thanking her for telling me the truth and help save my friendship with Harith. I had also asked if we could meet and walk to school together the following morning. I distinctively remembered her replying ,"Sure. Of course. :)" It was the very beginning of "us" but eventually, things didn`t last. Life, shit happens.
Till this very day, there were some regretful things I did to the both of us and also things I regret not doing. If only I could turn back the time to redo everything and make things right. Sometimes, I wish that none of this had never happened because all that is left now, are just sweet but painful memories. She was the only one I remember who calls me "Pak An", a sillier and definitely weirder term to call my name but I actually liked it.
People say "Time heals all wound" but not for me I suppose. Looks like healing my particular "wound" will take a really long time. There were actually times where we have a decent and casual conversation. But things aren`t the same. The conversation will die off just like that. I still remember that we`re supposed to go out in December 2010. She told me not to forget about it. It gave me a little bit of hope because who knows things might spark up again? I waited for that moment but unfortunately, it`s the year 2011 now and people tend to forget so all I could do was to just let it go.
Each time I listen to Three Cheers For Five Years by Mayday Parade, it reminds me of the moments when everything felt so right when I`m with her; both happy and sad moments. But all I`m left with to carry on are just memories. Nothing present, just the past.
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