Hazia’s Reflections

Alas, the bits on our super-long, dramatic date that lasted from 10pm on Friday until 8am on Saturday. Okay, let’s see, I’ll share as much as I can, as a source to refresh my memory in the future as well. However, there is quite a lot that I’d need to censor; things just got way too personal, complicated and emotionally-charged. This is pretty advanced for a 2nd date. Even if you give me 10 years, I don’t think I can ever come up with a plot like this for my short stories:)

When I mentioned to my friend aka his boss that I was going out again with him, she flipped. "You’re moving too fast! He’s already engaged, you know?" Whoa! She was rushing off, but I nailed her. I mean you don’t simply make a killer statement like that and then take off. Her thoughts were all jumbled up and she couldn’t remember who exactly told her that, in what context and whether she remembered it correctly or not. I was really pissed. I asked her to investigate but she had no time. She asked me to try testing him instead.

So, Friday night, he picked me up from my place and drove off to Bangsar Baru. He suggested that we try a new place (where the old Ms Read was). He parked and we got out only to find the place closing down, perhaps for good. Then he suggested PJ Hilton, yeah we need some place we can hang out all night, so that we won’t get thrown out. LOL!

Okay, to cut a long story short. PJ Hilton was okay. He started talking about business but told me to feel free to ask him to stop and change to personal topics if I didn’t like it. That was fine, he shared stuff he designed for his clients. His designs are good, distinct & classy, I’d have to say that. He also brought along his laptop and showed me photos of his portrait sketches. I showed him my latest ‘The Kebaya King’ draft. He started reading and liked it a lot. We talked some more, each wishing that we have the other’s talent ie he could write and I could design.

I asked him about his first girlfriend. Apparently, he was Captain of the football team in school and it wasn’t cool to have a girlfriend then. He remembered tearing off a card a girl gave him in public and throwing it away. Interestingly, his first girlfriend during his A-level year in the UK was a German girl. The second one was Irish. The next one was Spanish - this one was pretty serious and they wanted to get married at 22. Apparently parents on both sides didn’t agree due to different religions. 3 Caucasian girlfriends? I guess that explained his advanced dating skills, especially for a seemingly nerdy guy:)

Next was his violent ways in dealing with gay sexual advances. One was during the filming of a foreign movie. An older business acquaintance tried while he was asleep. He woke up just on time and punched the guy’s face. He refused to talk to him for years but glad that he did only recently; the guy passed away a week later. He also pushed and lifted a gay guy at work against a tall book rack. It shook and all the books fell down. The guy was rubbing against him. Unfortunately, he dared not react during his varsity days. The Caucasion gays approaching him were huge and muscular. But he said at least they respected him and backed off when he told them that he was straight.

(to be continued)