ตอนที่ 31 : First date - English Version

Sun 15-Jun-2003

ตอนที่แล้ว ผมเล่าเรื่องที่ผมไปเดทกับน้องคนนึงให้ฟัง ความจริง ผมเขียนเรื่องนี้สองครั้งด้วยกัน ครั้งแรกเป็นภาษาไทย หลังจากนั้นอีกประมาณ 1 เดือน ผมก็เขียนเรื่องนี้อีกครั้งนึง แต่เป็นภาษาอังกฤษ

เพื่อนหลายๆคน ที่ผมให้อ่านเวอร์ชั่นภาษาอังกฤษก่อน แล้วค่อยอ่านภาษาไทย พูดเป็นเสียงเดียวกันว่า เวอร์ชั่นภาษาอังกฤษ อ่านแล้วกินใจ น่าสงสารกว่าเยอะเลย ซึ่งผมอ่านดูมันก็จริงอย่างที่เค้าว่าแหละครับ ภาษาไทย อ่านดูแล้ว ออกจะน่าหมั่นไส้ซะมากกว่า เพราะระริกระรี้มาก ก็อย่างที่บอกแหละครับ เขียนในคืนที่เพิ่งกลับจากไปเจอน้องเค้ามา ตอนนั้นแทบจะสำลักความสุขตายอยู่แล้ว แต่ตอนที่เขียนภาษาอังกฤษนี่ เขียนหลังจากที่ทุกอย่างมันจบลงแล้ว

เมื่อวาน ผมคุยกับเพื่อนคนนึง เค้าแนะนำว่า ไหนๆ ก็เขียนมันขึ้นมาแล้ว จะเก็บไว้อ่านกันเองไม่กี่คนทำไม เอาขึ้นไปบนเว็บ ให้เพื่อนคนอื่นๆ อ่านกันด้วยดีกว่า ไม่เสียของ ผมก็เลยตัดสินใจ เอามาลงให้อ่านกันครับ

ภาษาอังกฤษผมไม่ค่อยดีนัก ถ้าอ่านไปแล้ว ออกจะงงๆไปบ้าง ก็ต้องขอออกตัว ขออภัยไว้ ณ ที่นี้ด้วยครับ เรื่องนี้ เป็นการเขียนเล่าเรื่องภาษาอังกฤษ ครั้งแรกในชีวิตของผม เขียนเล่าประสบการณ์ เขียนออกมาจากใจ... ในขณะที่กำลังเศร้าอย่างสุดซึ้ง จริงๆ ครับ

Thanks Elizabeth and Joe (teachers) for checking.

I had a date with a boy whom I had liked for a long time, more than 8 months I suppose. I had never thought that it would be like it was last month because we hadn?t contacted each other regularly. Sometimes we were apart, I mean there was no contact for a while. In fact, we live so far away from each other; I live in Brisbane and he lives in Deception Bay, 40km north of Brisbane.


Early last month, I received an SMS from him asking me to call him back. I had nearly forgotten him as it had been more than 2 months since I had talked with him. I rang him the same day after working. I said I missed him so much and he said he missed me too. He told me that he had lost my mobile phone number and had been waiting for me to ring him, but I hadn?t, so he couldn?t call me at all until he went to a library and got my number from my email.

Actually, I had often sent him messages via his mobile phone, but there was no response from him, not even once. I didn?t know that his mobile phone couldn?t receive any messages.

We talked about many things in our lives during the time we weren?t in contact: what we had done; what we had been doing; whom we had been with - both said no-one though.

I told him I wasn?t sure if I could extend my visa and I would have to leave Australia if I couldn?t do so. I told him a lie. In fact, I was pretty sure that I could extend it. He told me that he really wanted to meet me and asked me to organize to meet him soon.


Basically, I?m free on Sundays so I asked him if he would be free that day. He said he could meet me at 7pm. I asked him if he could meet me a bit earlier, but he said that would be the earliest he could meet me. In the end, we made a date for that time. I would have to ride about 25km from Sandgate train station to Deception Bay, but this distance wasn?t that far for me.

I decided to arrive at Sandgate station around 3pm and take photos on the way of Shorncliff-Deception Bay, but, unfortunately, I had a problem with a tyre on my bike so I needed to ride as fast as I could before the tyre became flat.

I arrived at Deception Bay around 4pm. There wasn?t anything to do at that time so I went to KFC nearby and had a meal and some snacks until 5.30pm. I rode along the beach and enjoyed observing planes in the sky to see if they would crash. (just kidding)

Around 6pm, I tried to call him. His mobile phone was switched off. I thought that was okay as he might have been busy.

Quarter to seven, I tried again. The phone was still switched off. I felt a bit nervous, but I was still okay as he had told me that 7pm would be the earliest.

At Seven, I rang him once more. Everything was the same. I felt a bit more anxious, yet still okay anyway, thinking he may have been late.

I called him every 5 minutes. ?The number you have called is currently switched off or unavailable. Please try again later? was the message I heard from the system until half past seven. I was scared. I felt terrible. I didn?t know exactly what I felt:
- amazed : How could I have ridden almost half of a hundred km for nothing.
- foolish : Did he lie? Did he just want to make troubles for me?
- afraid : I wasn?t sure whether or not I could arrive at the train station before the last service left.

It was twenty five to eight. I decided to call him for the last time. If it was still the same, I would go back home immediately. Surprisingly, there was a ring tone! However, nobody answered the ring. I tried again then?




He : Hello. How are you?
I : so cold.
He : I'm sorry I've just come back from the airport.
I : That's okay. Anyway, can you meet me tonight?
He : Yes, I can, but it may take up to 20 minutes to get there. Can you wait for me?
I : Yes.
He : The place where you are is very far from my house. Do you know Mc Donald?s?
I : Yes, I know it.
He : Do you wanna come to Mc Donald?s and wait for me there?
I : Is it easier for you to meet me at Mc Donald?s?
He : Yes, that?s pretty much closer to my house.
I : Okay, see ya at Mc then... if you come.
He : Yes, sure, I will. See ya then.

I rode to Mc Donald?s and waited for him there.

By ten to eight, he hadn?t arrived. I had forgotten to ask him how he would come so I had to wait and wait. At 8pm I couldn?t wait anymore so I rang him. He told me that he was coming. About 15 minutes later, still nobody had arrived. I phoned him again. He said he was about to arrive. So I walked towards him and there he was.




In the end, we met at 8.20pm. He was cuter than I had thought. He asked me which direction I would go back to the station. He said he would go with me as I didn?t have much time left. I told him that I would go in the opposite direction to his house so it would better to stay and talk somewhere close by. Then we walked down the road to a park nearby.

I told him that I supposed to go back by 9pm so we needed to talk and do something else quickly. He laughed and asked if I was cold. I said yes. Suddenly, he hugged and kissed me and said sorry for coming so late. He also asked me to stay longer. At that time I didn?t care about anything, nor whether I could arrive at the station on time or not.

He asked me to go somewhere else darker so nobody could see us. He led me to a place. After that, we went all the way. (Censored sorry :p)

He asked if he was okay in my opinion. I told him that I didn?t have any expectations of him so everything about him was okay. I said I loved him the way he was. I asked him the same question and, of course, he replied similarly.

One hour had passed. I needed to get back as it was half past nine. So I gave him a goodbye kiss, after a hundred kisses already. :P

He said he needed to get back home too because he had told his mother he had had to make a private call at a pay phone. He also needed to run back home in 30 minutes which was the same as when he had run to me. How great to hear someone say something like that to you.

Before we left, he asked me to call him the next night. How could I refuse him? I said, ?Yes sure? and then he gave me a goodbye kiss again. I reminded him not to forget to dream about me.

I arrived at the station around half past ten. The last service on Sunday is 10.45pm. That meant I was early.

I had decided to get off the train at Bowen Hills station and rode for 3 more km to my house, but I didn?t know when the train arrived at the station because I was on the phone. I realised that it was too late when I saw the sign ?Central Station?. That meant I had to ride back home another way which is about 12 km. However, it wasn?t a problem. The distance of 12 km is very short compared to my feelings at that time.

I got back home at half past twelve. It was so cold, I realised suddenly because before that I had been too happy to be conscious of anything else other than being happy happy happy and even more happy.

I was very tired, but it was worth doing, don?t you think?

It seems to be a happily ending love story, doesn?t it?

Well, if you think like that, you are wrong.




I kept calling him every night after work. We were happy together for a while until one night I asked him to be my boyfriend. He told me that he needed to think about it again. After that, he didn?t say he loved me like he had done before for 3 days. Because of that, I felt guilty and wanted to punish myself. I was afraid to lose him. I told him that he didn?t have to answer me at that time; he could think about it for as long as he needed and tell me when he was ready. However, after 3 days, he asked me again about what I thought about him and he said he loved me again that day. It made me feel really happy.

Since that time, our relationship seemed to be improved, yet I always felt it wasn?t a strong relationship. I felt that I could lose him at any time. I was right. I didn?t know why and I still don?t know even now. We could not contact each other, perhaps, it was only me who could not contact him. A sad story was starting.


Later, when I called him, nobody answered the phone or even worse, my called was denied. Isn?t it sad? After a week of sadness, I stopped calling him and emailed him to thank him for everything.

Actually, before we met, I had thought it would be like this, but I hadn?t expected it would happen at this time and in this way.

You know?? he was the only one in Australia who has made me feel like this, not just I like him, but I could say I love him.

However, I thank him for both making me really happy even only a short period and helping me improve my English in the way teenagers use it.

And also I thank him for giving me a chance to write this story to share with you. That means I can improve my English in writing as well.
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