BMW?
Monday, 12 November 2007
♥ 03:34
My parents are thinking of buying a BMW. So we went to the showroom yesterday and checked out the 7,5 and 3 series. Naturally we could only afford the 3 series.
But when i'm 25, I'm gonna earn my
millions and afford a couple of TEN series. (if such a model ever comes out.)
Anyway, that's not the point.
It's amazing how many memories I have with just three letters: B.M.W.
I still remember my old friend's car was a BMW. I was really young then and was amused by the fact that the name of a car company was represented by three pathetic letters.
I still remember, in primary three, my friends and I went down on one knee and said to our form teacher," Mrs Gloria, BMW!"
That meant Be My Wife.
And then we were discussing about how maybe one day there might be another car company called BMH.
(And we also discussed about how maybe some guy might propose to us like that, about how he'd give us a brand new car, and not just any car, a BMW. And then how on the driver's seat, there'd be a 10 carat diamond ring that blinded us like the flames of a thousand suns. Haha.)(but unfortunately, the proposal i received was far from that. Now I can't even find my fiance. wth.)
I still remember, in primary six, I became the inventor of one of the best nicknames ever. Rachel Lee Jia became BMW, or Big Marcus Wife.
She became so angry with me she couldn't talk for a week. (But we all know she was secretly pleased with the fact that I was so thoughtful and that I married her off to Marcus bum.)
Haha.
It's amazing how looking at something so simple as a car can bring back memories hidden for more than 9 years. Almost 10.
I guess that's why the boy in The Alchemist (Sandiego, was it?) said that everything in this world is one.
In my memories, everything really is
one.
Maybe a few years from now, when I look at another BMW, i'll think back of this post
and smile again.
