The Girl Who Called Me Hing Tai; Better Keep It That Way

Inspirations do not come easily (or plainly I suck), the only thing this crappy brain can think of currently is very sappy. So since I wrote a sappy post previously, why not continue with another.

It all started…

About 4 years ago, the very year I started college. It can be considered a smooth transition from school life to college life. Meeting people and making friends was somewhat a must for a lamer like me, therefore without second thought I registered to be a member of the Ambassadors Club, a great opportunity to expand current contact list. During the 1st meeting, approximately a month after college commenced, we discussed many issues (blame the rogue memory, the issues were sadly forgotten), people would just bluntly voiced their opinion. Among those voices, one typical voice caught my attention; it sounded like a guy with a very deep voice but yet distinctively sounded like a girl (confused??). Her name was G.

I wasn’t close with G, hardly talk to her except stuff regarding Ambassadors. About half a year later, I begin to fetch her home, since it was on the way, thrice weekly. Things turn for the better, we would chat and argue almost non stop every time we meet up. It was great having some one to argue with especially of the opposite sex.

After what happened between GMT and me, the side effect sat in of which I am not conscious about. One day she came up and asked me is everything alright; my answer was yes and blamed it to the piles of assignments. During that year, we chatted frequently, she is really nice, let’s say, she let me reference (read: copy) her group assignments. Soon a positive feeling develop for her, but not to the extent as to GMT (the feeling for GMT is way far ahead that time).

Somewhere in October, 3 years ago, she initiated talking on more intimate stuff, but mostly on her relationship. Her case was somewhat uniquely different with some similar issues here and there as compared to GMT. It was a routine for me to go yumcha 3 times a week, and almost everyone who knows me know that fact. She would call me and I would go all the way to her house (about 35 minutes away) to pick her up. As usual I would wait outside for her to come out. For the record, the longest wait about 10 minutes (okay I lied, sadly it was 45 minutes). Before long she became the 2nd girl I would call to go yumcha with, mostly just me and her. Seeing her annoying face in respond to the cigarette smokes was really captivating. There were times I would just listen to her stories while sometimes just plain talking craps from my behalf.

With her, the feelings for GMT was temporarily gone, I was happy being with her and seeing her almost everyday, either in college or in the mamaks. As time goes by, the feelings for her develop quite strongly. A few months later she broke up with her bf, it was for the 1st time I saw her cry. In my known world, she was a tough girl, but seeing her cry is not a pretty site. I was there to console, to listen and to talk.

Thanks to some crappy friends, they made me realize one thing; the feelings for G, is it true or is it mere sympathy. That made the crappy brain to think, my feelings for G was somewhat true but somewhat fake. The much thinking made me understand one thing; I am treating G as a substitute to GMT. The events leading to liking her was somewhat similar to those of GMT, including the punching bag.

After some signals that G had picked herself up and of course being an overall tough girl, I begin to avoid her as much as possible. It is not an easy thing to do since we study in the same course and having the same subjects, but it pulled through quite well.

DL; tall, handsome, thin and kind of tanned, came into her life. That is when I stopped avoiding her. DL was going after her of which he soon succeeded in winning her heart. Occasionally, I would make fun of her and DL just for the sake of it.

About a month later, while preparing to go out yumcha-ing, she called me. Idiot as it is, I ffked (fong fei kei, -ed for past tense) my buddies to be with her. She told me everything, she broke up with DL (that 2 timing son of a gun). Hack, I was there again, luckily she was not that hurt; how much can one do in a month for a relationship anyway. Then she pop this question, “Were you avoiding me?” my answer was a simple no and blamed it to the endless assignments and reassured her that there is nothing to avoid. Silence was the option.

New semester soon approaches, that is the time I met HL (soon hing tai”) and Lwn (soon 1st gf). G knew HL earlier than me, almost every morning I would see her talking to HL; it was previously occupied by me. In less than a month, I begin talking with HL, and became really close friends without any introduction. G was very fond of HL, and the same situation for HL. I knew what’s going on between the both, but I just pretend nothing happened. HL was a new found friend; we became close in less than a month since we first met. He would tell me his stories, his loves and his desires, same as in return from my behalf. Though I still like G, but I chose not to tell her. It is not necessary over a girl to ruin a friendship which developed almost over night (thanks to irritating principles).

The ending could be quite dump for the fact that it really happened;

G got together with another guy who she met over the internet. The truth finally revealed why the guy wasn’t HL. It was the usual night out yumcha-ing but decided to head to a pub with HL. After a lot of booze and cigarettes, HL and I came honest. He did not go after G because he somehow felt that I really like her and do not want to ruin our friendship unlike what used to be his close buddy did onto him (in short, back stab by a friend over a girl). For me, the reason was the same, except I did not have a close buddy doing that to me.

As of date, I did not ask G whether she liked me or not; it is not important (but I asked her about HL though). The chance of being with her was substituted with a friend who was always there with and for me called HL. And thanks to HL; who gave me courage and much needed support, I was able to get together with Lwn whom I once loved truly and dearly.