It was the start of my second year in University when I met Tiffany through Wee. The start of the new academic year also meant that the orientation activities were in full force. We were there at NUS to crash the Arts Jam N Hop when we met Wee and her. I guessed she clicked well with the group and soon became a regular member of our partying gang. It was quite obvious that Wee had taken a fancy to her but the unfortunate thing was that it was equally obvious that the feeling wasn't mutual from her end as she had a hard time fighting off his advances.
Whenever the partying is done for the night, Wee was sure to volunteer his services to send her back. As you would have guessed, the offer was turned down just as often. I fell into this triangle as it was me who would end up sending her back, given that she lived very near me. It was only a matter of time and countless rides home that I’ve gotten to know her better than anyone else in the group.
I lived alone in a private apartment and she lived in the HDB flat a couple of blocks from me. I remembered there was one time when she had a big mid term coming up and the Hungry Ghost Festival's GeTais was driving her nuts. I got into my car, went over and drove her back to my place to study. My place was a conducive environment to study given that I lived on the upper floors and it was quiet and breezy. We would study and chat until the wee hours of the morning. Eventually, it became a regular thing for her to be at my place to chill and hangout. Knowing that I am the lazy bachelor that rather eat out then cook in, she would occasionally whip up something like a casserole of Mac&Cheese to bring over. She was such a sweetie.
Before you know it, we were going everywhere together, courtesy of the convenience of having a car. Be it fetching her from dance class or French class, I became the enslaved chauffeur without even knowing it.
Tiff and I were both aware of Wee's feelings towards her and we wanted to make known to him about this but we were afraid to break the news to him right before his exams. So we thought we would tell him when the exams were over. As luck would have it, he found out before we had the chance to tell him. Wee and I had a major falling out and it got pretty ugly as I appeared to be the bad guy who butted in.
Eventually, Tiff and I too went our separate ways when she wouldn't take the relationship forward since I wasn't a Christian which I thought was a lame excuse to give. At that time, I wasn't a Christian then and was not about to be one just because of her. It would have been for the wrong reason, wouldn't it?At the end of it all, Wee and I made up shortly after falling out. Our years of friendship may have taken a beating but I was glad that it was strong enough to survive that. We are still good friends till this very day.
As for Tiff, we are still in touch via email although we have never met up since.
Song that triggered my memory of her each and every time? Return To Innocence - Enigma
- Voxeros
1. Meepok left...
Is Tiff married to a very rich and old man now?
Wednesday, 10 August 2005 8:32 am
Glad Wee and you patched up. Yep, friendships can survive irrational hormonal surges over the opposite sex.Is Tiff married to a very rich and old man now?
2. vanna left...
at least, you guys have made up even though there was a crack.. tat's sort of good news, i guess
Wednesday, 10 August 2005 1:32 pm
but sometimes heart rules over head especially when u r in the midst of the turmoil. at least, you guys have made up even though there was a crack.. tat's sort of good news, i guess
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MeePok: Don't know who this other guy is except that he is a Hong Konger and she had since moved over with him.
He older than us but not Anna Nicole Smith's type of old lah.
Rich? No idea but given he is older that us, no surprise if back then, the guy is more financially established than the rest of us.
MeePok: Don't know who this other guy is except that he is a Hong Konger and she had since moved over with him.
He older than us but not Anna Nicole Smith's type of old lah.
Rich? No idea but given he is older that us, no surprise if back then, the guy is more financially established than the rest of us.
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Wednesday, 10 August 2005 2:10 pm ::
vanna: We were both relief and glad that we were able to put it behind us. I guess the fact that we both finished empty handed, allowed us to take a step back and laugh at our own follies over a mug beer.
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Thursday, 11 August 2005 2:27 am :: http://twiuc.blogspot.com
I took some time to think abt this. JW, do you sometimes think abt what could have been? As in, if you were already Christian?
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Vandice: That's a good question that I know not myself.
I think my take on this, is to leave things as they were and not speculate "what if this" or "what if that". Chances are, you will never get an answer that you would be satisfied with anyway.
Let It Be. Just remember the good bits, can liao.
Vandice: That's a good question that I know not myself.
I think my take on this, is to leave things as they were and not speculate "what if this" or "what if that". Chances are, you will never get an answer that you would be satisfied with anyway.
Let It Be. Just remember the good bits, can liao.
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Thursday, 11 August 2005 9:28 am
Tt is as good advice as anything. Take it as it comes lah hor? One door close, another open no?
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Every day you saved by not mourning your loss, is a day gained to a new discovery.
Thursday, 11 August 2005 9:52 am ::
Vandice: Like the Chinese saying goes "要拿得起, 放得下". Every day you saved by not mourning your loss, is a day gained to a new discovery.
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Thursday, 11 August 2005 3:30 pm
at least in this case, it's nobody's fault leh. all just big misunderstanding...at least she never string ur fren along leh.... but did u feel that she strung u along??
10. JayWalk left...
Akk: Sure got string string a bit one lah.... or else how come he doesn't know when to quit?
I never kena string. Mine was rope. Thick thick no horse run one. haiz....
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