Hmm…2 week hiatus since the last blog post. Hahaha, I did say my journal keeping “habits” are irregular. Fortunately (or not) this is another long one.
Father’s Day Post That Never Was
Wanted to write a Fathers’ Day Special, about the funny/romantic/cute things my Dad did. But my Mum forbade me, saying something along the lines of “private knowledge” and “stays within the family”. Suffice to say, one of the highlights involved a delivered package, my uncles and grandfather being the only ones at home and lots of blushing…and that’s all I can tell. Go figure.
In the mean time, let me say that my Dad…has molded me more than any other person, though always in tandem with my mum. He made me who I am, while my mum made me what I do. He taught me what it was to be a man, while my mum taught me how to be a gentleman. He taught me to, above all, get things done, while my mum taught me how to do so. He taught me how to be gentle while being firm, and my mum taught me how to control things firmly with gentle hands. He is irreplaceable.
And so is every other father.
And now to lighten the tone…
Road Trip
Parents brought me on a drive around the more ulu parts of Singapore, specifically Lim Chu Kang, Sungei Buloh, etc. Had to navigate for my dad, since my mum gets rather lost when confronted with roadmaps (ironic, I know). Quite an eye opener. The ulu parts were seriously ulu. Went all the way to the Coastguard camp along LCK road, where Neil Humphreys had his encounter with the killer dog and the kind policeman. Turned back and passed by all the Army and Air Force camps on the way. They weren’t shown on the map of course. Any foreigner buying the map would have seen nothing but big blank spaces instead, and they would have thought that the only thing of interest there would be a car park. We drove down the old LCK road, known for being used as a back-up runway for the Air Base nearby. Also known for being a hotspot for illegal racers. Can see why. Road was so straight and long, the other half end of it was obscured by a mirage. (Hmmm….hope I’m not revealing any military secrets…one can never be sure with these things) And of course, there was all the miscellaneous farms and fisheries representing the larger portion of Singapore’s agriculture industry.
Here’s the long part of the post
Suddenly thought of an old one-sided crush I once had while passing by the Airbase. Before I go into details, let me share with readers an observation I made.
In my ring of friends back in ACS(I)(i.e. fellow Otaku nuts), virtually all of us were from all boys schools since Primary 1. The concept of a girl friend (notice the separation of the two words) was utterly alien to us. Thus, whenever an unfortunate one happened to stumble into our social radar, most of us would clamor over her with more than the usual enthusiasm. AWC had a crush on V quite quickly, Alwin H had one on ZT (and possibly V as well) and WPCW was dazzled by Sophie (not sure if I spelled it right). Only Wan Feng stayed above this mess, probably because he was from a mixed Primary school. Sigh…those were sad, pathetic and desperate times. Fortunately, I can look back and laugh my arse off at our behavior.
Anyway, I committed a cardinal crime in ACS(I) NCC(Air)…in that I had a thing for an NCC girl. (On the surface, the normal consensus in my unit is that there are no girls in NCC, only guys in skirts. Therefore do not go for one. Perhaps I’ll explain more in another blog post.) Worse still, she had a crush on my NCC chum. I never told her of course, though I suspected some of our mutual friends might have, thus explaining the awkward atmosphere between us. I remembered stepping back and wondering why this resembled some sobby melodramatic Korean drama. Looking back, I realized I had been struck by the same ailment I had outlined above. There was no basis for the crush other than the fact that she was the only Venusian in my circle predominantly occupied by Martians.
Fortunately, I snapped out of it quickly. Crushes are fine (in my opinion at least) at my age, but a sustained BGR…? I’m skeptical that youth BGRs can work out. It requires careful, thoughtful management OF both entities BY both entities, knowing when self ended and when the other began. Compromise, maturity etc. The majority of youths can’t even manage work and play times. Throw them into the deep end of a relationship and things usually turn pear-shaped in the end. AWC and V have broken up, Alwin H and ZT aren’t exactly close friends, WPCW seems to have pretty much forgotten about Sophie and my NCC chum and my crush had quite a tiff. I’d rather wait till I’m sure I (and Miss Significant Other) can handle it. Anyway, first glances seldom tell the truth, so the time taken can be used to make sure Miss Significant Other REALLY IS Miss Significant Other. Like my Mum said, no BGR till University. No explicit bans on one-sided crushes though.
Hahaha…I’m so gonna get flamed for this. Every friend who had a BGR are going to have a (strong) word or two with me.
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Touched by your Father's Day post. Am glad that I bumped into your blog.... (mwahahaha*evil laughter*) but I won't tell anyone ... yet. I like this:
ReplyDelete"He made me who I am, while my mum made me what I do."
How true the second sentence is.
As for BGR, you talk about BGR as if you are talking about marriage. Pardon my cynicism, but BGR stands for "boy-girl relationship" ie it's a boy and a girl in a relationship,not a man and a woman. Therefore one cannot expect either or both to compromise, be mature and to thoughtfully manage the relationship. You say that you are skeptical that youth BGRs can work out; I say that BGRs are not meant to work out. Your expectations are a tad too high, that's what I'm saying. So you don't have to look at your peers' examples and start moping about the ephemeral nature of BGRs.
I think by the time you reach university, whatever relationship you have is not going to be called a BGR anyway. It's either a long-term committed relationship, a no commitment short term relationship or a fling. You would have been too old to be called a 'boy' by any means (unless you defer NS). Therefore, whatever your Mum says about no BGR till university is a fallacy because you would be too old to be the "B" in the "BGR". Don't be tricked!!