the smell of fresh pandan cake, a single slice with a bite out of it, lime-green crumbles on a white porcelain plate lay silently contented beside me ... the intense feeling of comfort, of lying chest down on a mattress on the floor of my bedroom on a breezy saturday afternoon, while flipping thru a newly purchased second-hand issue of Captain Carrot and The Amazing Zoo Crew (wiki) ... this intense, vivid memory and collection of sensations always washes over me whenever i hear Kajagoogoo's Too Shy (1983).
thinking back, it wasn't a particular period of my secondary school life that i'd remember to have warranted such an inexplicable and fresh feeling, even til now ... nor the circumstance prior and after this inner time-capsuled memory (for i've forgotten totally about them LOL) to have triggered anything ... or maybe it has everything to do with my insecurities as a pimply teen? ... or perhaps i can only surmise was the comfort of being left alone, to slowly enjoy reading my comicbook, with my fav snack and being lulled into said sense of comfort, by the music playing out of my dubbed cassette tape... :)
thinking back, it wasn't a particular period of my secondary school life that i'd remember to have warranted such an inexplicable and fresh feeling, even til now ... nor the circumstance prior and after this inner time-capsuled memory (for i've forgotten totally about them LOL) to have triggered anything ... or maybe it has everything to do with my insecurities as a pimply teen? ... or perhaps i can only surmise was the comfort of being left alone, to slowly enjoy reading my comicbook, with my fav snack and being lulled into said sense of comfort, by the music playing out of my dubbed cassette tape... :)
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