i used to have crushes on lots of girls, and during jc i would waste hours upon hours just sitting in front of my computer and waiting for her/them to come online. it's so amazing how this state of waiting has changed over time... in the olden days, people waited at their doorsteps for messengers to deliver verbal information, in WW2, anxious housewives would collapse when the ominous government car stopped at their frontyard... then came the postman on his scooter, the most anticipated figure in town... who then got elbowed away by the email, and then we had pagers and handphones, which we would caress in our sweaty palms, waiting for the "one message received. read now?" message. and at the same time, this wonderful invention called the icq, later followed by msn, which never failed to make my heart beat faster whenever i saw that little pop up in the corner of my screen that said "@ is online". i don't really know what point i'm trying to make, except that people are always waiting. waiting for dad to come home, waiting for friends to arrive at the party, waiting for that favourite crush to appear in the canteen during his/her break, waiting for letters, messages, waiting for a special person to come online, waiting for that birthday/christmas/vday etc present....

basically hoping against hope that one isn't forgotten.