You all know how I’m a hopeless romantic. And not surprisingly, I’m a very sentimental person. I often think of the past and of how we first met, and the memories of when we were still “ge and mei”. Thinking of this always makes me nostalgic and makes me miss those “my heart races whenever he looks my way” or “oh my gosh I’M the one getting his attention” kind of feelings. I really really love thinking back on our relationship and remembering how everything was like. It’s not because I’m unhappy with how we are now, but because I never want to forget those memories. They’re so precious and so beautiful to me, that I want them forever etched in my mind. I want to constantly remember them so that I won’t forget them and so that I can recall those feelings that I felt when I was younger, because I'll never get to feel them again (as in, the heart-racing when he holds your hand for the first time, kisses you for the first time etc). I guess Wallace and I never had a proper courtship. We never properly “dated”. For the few who don’t know how we started, a month or two after we met (we were in the same Games committee and Worship committee for the 2004 youth camp. I was Sec 2, he was JC1), we became “brother and sister”. He used to call me "little sister", then it became “ah mei”, then “mei mei” then finally “mei”. I guess it was because he had always wanted a little sister, and me, a big brother. We were the only ones who were in BOTH committees, so we spent quite alot of time together. He teased me alot! And I remember that during the youth camp, we partnered each other for kayaking and we were the only pair who overturned the kayak. -.- (update: he says he purposely overturned the kayak so that he could get me wet!!! sneaky ah...)
This was when we were tekan-ed by all the campers after the dirty games we organised. I'm sure you can identify him. I'm the one in green beside him.
Ok please don't laugh (I know you still will) but that was us during the Christmas Eve service during the Youth Camp. YES I KNOW I LOOK HORRIBLE. And I was the one who tied his ponytails. HAHAHA. But he still looks the same right? I was Sec 2, he was JC 1.
Whenever we went out, it was always as “ge and mei” and not as boyfriend girlfriend. I remember how when we were ge and mei, that I was the one he’d talk to whenever we were amongst a group of friends. I remember how he brought me, his “mei mei”, out to show off to his friends. We went to Swensens at Bugis once with some church friends. I think Lionel was giving us a treat for doing a good job for Ichthus (a church youth event). Wallace said I looked nice that day. He said my top matched my skirt and my socks matched my shoes. LOL. I was wearing my green OP long sleeve top and a pleated denim skirt, with yellow socks and sneakers. That day, he tried getting a winnie the pooh soft toy from the arcade (you know the kind where the crane has to "kiap" the toy) cos he thought it would be easy. The people at the table were saying how he would give it to me if he won it. Haha. My family picked me up after that and I had to wait for them outside bread talk. I wasn't sure how to get there and he refused to show me where it was! I think it was so that he could spend more time with me.
The ice cream at Swensens that day:
I got upset with him a few times (I think they were all for small small things though) and I remember rejecting his calls over and over, ignoring his messages. It actually showed me that he cared, and that I, his “mei”, actually mattered alot to him. He was also there for me when my dad passed away in July 2005. He came down to the parlour for a few hours every day, even though his prelims were just around the corner. I remember him doing maths at the table and telling me how it was so difficult. Haha. That’s when we had a really good talk and he told me about his past, good things and not so good things that only his very good friends knew.
I remember how one night I met him for dinner at Jurong East. We went for ice cream at Gelare at Holland V after that, and he kept on tickling and poking me. I really enjoyed that night (not the tickling and poking of course). Even though it was short, it was truly what you call “quality time” with a friend or a brother or whatever you want to call it. He tried to trick me into going shopping with him to find an outfit for a “friend’s” birthday present. He wanted me to try on clothes cos I was the same size as her. In the end, I managed to get it out of him that the “friend” was me. Haha. It was so sweet of him to want to buy me an outfit for my birthday. In the end, we got the Perfect in Black dress, although it was a very very belated gift.
He was more than a friend to me, but an older brother rather than a boyfriend. I knew he felt the same way about me too, and we were always fond of each other. Along the way, there were a few other people we each had something going on with, but nothing much came out of those. Eventually though, this “sibling love” developed into something more – we started to like each other in that kind of way. (edit 2011: I must say that it was over a long time. We knew each other for about 2 years before we got together.) He used to sms me “I love you mei”. I sincerely believe that initially it was meant in a complete brotherly way. But eventually, I suppose it started to mean something else. I guess we were in self-denial for a period of time. We said we were brother and sister although we behaved like we were more than that. I remember how one day at Holland V on a Sunday after church, when we were with a group of friends. He was looking at my hand as he was about to reach out for it, but I caught him before he could do it. He just smiled sheepishly afterwards.
Yes, we were behaving like we were more than brother and sister.
There was another time while we were walking from the car to Grapevine. We lingered behind the group and he asked me what I would do if he told me he liked me, as a girlfriend and not as a sister. I can’t remember what I answered but I don’t think it was a negative response, but it was a pretty unsure one. One of the most memorable moments we had was when he brought me along for his bass lesson (coincidentally, also at Holland). Before and after the lesson, he wanted to ask me something, but said he was too scared to do so. It was quite a big thing for me because I actually made Wallace Chin scared. I actually made him nervous! Wallace Chin you know! The confident, outspoken rugger from ACS! He didn’t ask me the question in the end. But I knew it was something to do with him wanting to get together.
Well, we eventually talked about it, and we decided one night in June 2006 that we shouldn’t get together. It wouldn’t be fair to me if we did because he couldn’t commit 100% (for various reasons) and he didn’t want to hurt me or spoil our relationship/friendship if something went wrong. But even though we had decided that, somehow we always went back to behaving and talking like we were more than “siblings” within weeks. Things were rather uncertain and made me feel so confused and frustrated at times.
I guess he finally decided he wanted to court me when another guy started doing the same, around the time of my 16th birthday. He used to say that any guy who wants to chase me must pass his test first. Haha. Well, I suppose he finally got possessive and didn’t want to share. Haha. So we officially got together on 1st September 2006. Guess we just couldn’t help it.
He brought the helmet to protect himself from my mum when he asked her. Lol :)
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I just read some of his old smses to me (yes, see I’m THAT sentimental. I actually typed out most of my messages, not just his, when I changed phone) and yeah, reading all the old messages makes me feel the heart fluttering thing again. Haha. I really miss those feelings.
So that was our story, BEFORE we got together. Since then, we’ve been going strong and love each other to death. We’ll be 2 years and 8 months on 1 May 2009! :)
Hope you enjoyed our story. :)
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