Name Series Part 6 - Wilma II

Wilma II 

It was at the time between ex-gf2 and Kheng. The calendar was showing July 1993 and I was in my "second" freshman year. July has always been my favourite month of the Uni academic calendar. One word to explain why.

Orientation.
Orientation was a period of great fun for me. Lessons won't really start formally until the 4th week and it was fun, fun and fun all the way. There were new freshman chicks to tackle. Orientation camps and Jam n Hops to go to, etc.

I was heading my faculty's Social committee and it was a particular hectic period for me as I was putting up a Faculty Pagaent and a Faculty Jam-n-Hop at the same time.

So there was this one night when the NUS Arts Jam-n-Hop was going on and all my roommates went sans moi. I had to stay back as I have my own Jam-n-Hop to set up. We were staging it later that week and hence had no time to go party with the rest of the gang. It was there when Wilma got to know my roommates and I guessed they had such a good time that they decided to take her on a Night NTU tour after the event.

I was exhausted from all the event preparation that I passed out on my bed without realising that they had returned and chilling out in my room. I briefly remembered waking up to the introductions (Hi. This is Wilma.) before falling back asleep. I was really tired.

The next day when I woke up, I did remember a girl the previous night but have no idea what her name was. Heck, I didn't even remember what she looked like. I didn't have class that morning (Thursday on a 3-day week timetable) and I was chilling out in my room with the music playing softly while I catch up on my assignments. My roommates were all Engineers and so I had the whole room to myself that morning while they were out attending classes.

There was a knock on the door and there she was. Although I have no recollection of her face nor her name, I knew by gut feeling that she was the same girl from the night before. She came by to ask me out for lunch.

Here's the interesting part. She was from NUS and she traveled all the way to NTU just to ask me out for lunch. Wow. I like her already! As it turned out, we hit if off right away. She was smart, funny and witty. Just hanging out with her was a joy and I believed that there were definitely sparks flying all over place. I asked her to be my Plus-One for the coming Jam-n-Hop and she readily agreed.

Fast forward.

It was Sunday night and I had the entire Zanzibar (Le Meridien Hotel) booked for the party. I must have packed 500 people in an establishment that was legally allowed to admit only 300 for fire safety reasons. Oh well. Can't keep people out of a good party, can we?

The program ran smoothly as we had a blast of a time. Especially so when the head-bartender sneaked me 50 bourbon cokes. Technically, it wasn't sneaking as the barman sure wasn't subtle about it as he lined all 50 of them from one end of the bar to the other. Great party, I tell ya.

Being the head-honcho of the organising committee automatically made me the host of the party and people were coming around making small talks and congratulating me on a very successful party.

As wonderful a time as I was having, there were some isolated incidents that marred what could have been the perfect party.

Among the people and the small talks, I had a few occasions of being pulled to one side for a "private talk".

Below is a sample of the gist of these "private conversation".

Friend #1: That's you new gf? Wah raoz. Can be better looking or not?
Friend #2: Eh, Jay. You are the most happening guy in school. Surely you can do better than this?
Friend #3: Eh. Leave her here lah. I got a friend, Yvonne (insert any other girl's name) over there wanting to know you. Come lah! Come lah!
Friend #4: Aiyoh, her complexion so terok. I be your gf lah.

Ok ok... I could go on and on but you get the idea.

I was offended but kept my cool for their intentions were good albeit very misguided.
Sure, Wilma was no beauty queen nor model material but she was a very fun person to be with. I liked her and I think that is all that mattered right?

Anyway, we broke up after a month. I haven't gotten over my break up with ex-gf2 then and I didn't want to be with her under rebound circumstances. In short, I wasn't ready for another relationship so soon.

She left and I've not heard from her since.

- Voxeros

1. sunflower left...

Saturday, 23 September 2006 3:21 pm

Whip your back side

2. JayWalk left...

Saturday, 23 September 2006 6:31 pm :: 

sunflower: Now now... let's not get kinky here..... -- "

3. OLLie left...

Saturday, 23 September 2006 10:57 pm

kinky? woooohoooo.. I like kinkiness. hahahha..
But seriously, I wouldnt have the courage to go to a guy's room just to ask him out for lunch.
Oi. time to train me in that area. Quick! Then I'll get brownie points!

4. JayWalk left...

Saturday, 23 September 2006 11:08 pm ::

Ollie: Patience, my young Padawan. All in good time where I will help you to snag that dream guy of yours.

5. piki left...

Sunday, 24 September 2006 10:54 pm

i asked a guy out for a concert and snagged him, but dumped him a year on, cos he was *sheepish grin* too nice.

6. aloe left...

Monday, 25 September 2006 10:38 am

wah! she's good... brave.. Applauds... I dun have the guts to do that too. Fear of rejection..

7. JayWalk left...

Monday, 25 September 2006 10:51 am :: 

Piki: Kudos for the womenfolk to make the first move and help share the burder of crash and burn. Granted that he was dumped a year later, trust me. He enjoyed that one year together.

Anna: Rejection is just part and parcel of the game. It stings a little at first but it is easy to get over it. So I won't be too concerned if I were you.

8. akk left...

Monday, 25 September 2006 12:05 pm

i chased down my first bf, 2 years. dumped him cos he didn't know treasure when it blinking right in front of him.

9. JayWalk left...

Monday, 25 September 2006 3:34 pm :: 

akk: Blinking of course cannot see. You need to FLASH him mah.... kekekeeke

10. xcake left...

Tuesday, 3 October 2006 1:50 pm :: http://xcake.blogspot.com

Your friends... jialat. Say until like that. Actually, when you wrote "She was smart, funny and witty" , I was wondering where the 'pretty" part is. This is sad. Why are not-so-good-looking girls always sidelined? The better friends that I have are not the prettiest of the lot, but their personalities more than make up for everything else.

But I'm not worried la, I'm pretty one. haha. I just feel bad for that Wilma that guys said those kinds of stuff before knowing her better. Then again, after knowing her, maybe they wouldn't say such things.

11. JayWalk left...

Tuesday, 3 October 2006 9:50 pm ::

xcake: Truth to be told. She was pretty to me coz a woman's beauty isn't all about the external appearance. A smile and a heart of gold goes a long way too.