Wednesday, 17 February 2010

• Heroic Moments in Love

  

  Over Valentine's Day, my friends and I reminisced about many of our most cherished relationship moments while we had hotpot, drank sake, and watched the Winter Olympics. 

  My best memory is of my first girlfriend in college. She was a music major who specialized in playing the piano.  I use to sit with her while she practiced pieces she needed to play at her recitals.  She was one of the few people who I can truly appreciate since she was a “bad influence” on me by teaching me to party, drink and  to be who I truly am on the inside – and that is I’m bornnn to be wiiiild -- instead of being a stereotypical Asian who studies all the time!
  

  One day, I somehow discovered a secret entrance to the auditorium of the music college; the entrance is a gate that wasn't locked at night.  I think it was our second or third “official date” where we snuck in through the secret entrance.  I wasn’t ever really the heroic kind of a guy that does ridiculous things for a girl.  I felt like I was Tristan Thorne from the movie Stardust who climbed over the forbidden wall to get the fallen star for his crush.

  We were immature and damn proud of it; we did crazy things like running through the halls screaming, playing violently on many of the pianos and guitars in the practice halls, switched out a few professors’ music sheets, and we even made a mess of all the instruments and equipment in every unlocked room we could get into.

  As it turned out suddenly, there was a faculty member working late at night. (Why?  I do not know why anyone would work so late during a weekend in the college of music.)  The guy stopped me in the halls and confiscated my student ID that I had on me after lecturing me on “integrity” and “morals”.  My girlfriend then was somewhere else when I was caught and didn’t get into any trouble that night (Lucky her!).

  The very next day, I was in the office with the director of the music college who gave me the choices of: calling the cops, expelling me and taking away my scholarship, and finally… working the cafeteria and the dorm rooms for a few months. 

  I obviously chose the latter!

  But you know what???   I don’t regret doing what I did and I do not have the feeling like I should have gone back in time to stop myself.  It was fun and it was definitely worth it.  I kept my head high for two damn whole months as I washed every dish and brushed every toilet bowl. 

  Has anyone else had a heroic moment in a relationship?

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