here i come again on a weekend nite not knowing how i should feel.
i just came back from a traditional chinese wedding dinner. should this be just
a normal family gathering, i would have chosen to absent from it and stay home to do my revision for the upcoming stage I exam in June, especially given that i
had been, on a cumulative basis, not having sufficient sleep and rest for the past one and half month.
this, i have classified it as a special case. this is the first time, apart from
family trees, that a friend, whom i know personally (as compare to my parent knowing the bride or the groom's parent), inviting me for his wedding dinner. some
back grond about the groom? he is the senior i had during the first year of my
university duration..his father n my father were close business partners i suppose? hence, parent sent us overseas together, hoping that he would somehow, help
me around with the orientation and stuff. He did. At this point of typing, memories of the way our family members wave us goodbye at the airport during the 1st
trip we flew overseas, the way we arrived in perth at his rented place at 2:30am
in the morning, the way he carried my 30kgs lugguages on his shoulder to the 2nd floor, and the way he let me sleep on his bed during the 1st few nites while he sleeps on the floor (etc etc etc etc etc) keep flashing back...
i couldnt deny the fact that time flies.. we were not as close as you would have
thought..we have had some misunderstanding not long after arriving in perth. the fact that i settled down in student housing while him being occupied with his
master course studies drawn us further apart. He didnt even contact me for his farewell before he depart for hometown.
i still remembered we met 1.5 years ago when i was still a fresh graduate coming
back from perth. my parent was being invited to his father's business year end
dinner...i remembered he nervously knocking down his soup, dropping his chopsticks, pouring his tea all over the place etc etc etc...
he seem plesently surprise to see me at his wedding dinner tonite,given the fact
that i didnt promise him i'd make it as i am having classes on saturday afternoon that ends in the evening..he claimed that he emailed me many times and he tried calling me so many times but he couldnt get through with the number..he pat me on my back before leaving our table to continue his toast touring session...
we shook hands with the host families before leaving the restaurant. he shook my
hands tight and promised that he have called so many times but he couldnt get me..he said he would try again with the number..i cant help but wondering, is that PR talk (Or may be the truth is so obvious but i am too blind to see what is laid right in front of me). i didnt say anything but to congratulate him and his
bride again before leaving. i wasnt sure i am going to be happy if my husband is
going to say the same to one of his old mates on our wedding dinner nite...
i have had a crush on him..but i must admit that i was very naive back then and
i didnt have much experience in terms of dealing with friendship, not to mention
being tolerate when i'm with friends. or i should also admit that i was pretty
spoilt since young that i have very low level of public relations skills. i regretted it have i, any chance, any way hurt him, especially given the way he has helped me..but that crush was long gone..what makes me have mixture of all different feelings and emotions this nite?
the scene of us sharing a basket ball session is flashing back, the sound of basket ball pounding on a basket ball court is hovering.....
