Little did I know that God would one day work His magic. Summer came and I met him again. He, a graduating student who was taking his last GE subject. I, an incoming sophomore who happened to tag along with her friend in enrolling in a random GE subject.
The morning of the exam, my friend was stuck in traffic so I was left with no choice but to approach not him but his seatmate for her notes. However the seatmate turned to him for help, and he kindly lent me his reviewer which I had to absorb minutes before the big test. I remember trying so hard to read his messy handwriting before he sat beside me and read it for me. We didn't finish even halfway through it because the prof was already handing out the questionnaire.
The following day, he surprised me with a box of munchkins because he felt bad for me. I was in shock that he was that kind. I was the one who should owe him for helping me out. Why the donuts? And that was how he gently nudged my heart.
I didn't know about his ex until one day he texted me telling me how they spent her birthday together. I didn't know how to react but I pretended to be happy for him. I didn't hear from him after that, and wondered if they were back together. But that didn't stop me from texting him during the 1st sem to ask for help with a group research for another GE subject. That was my first and last attempt at trying to be noticed.
Months passed, no developments. Then December 25, 2008 came. I greeted him a Merry Christmas via SMS and he replied, being his usual courteous self. But in my mind, that would be the last. I know he'll be graduating the next year and we probably won't see each other again. I remember typing in my Friendster status back then, a quote from Grey's Anatomy: The thing about addiction is, it never ends well. Because eventually, whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good, and starts to hurt. I know it wasn't healthy anymore and I should stop. Indeed, I was ready to let go.
I don't remember the exact date but I think it was January 5th. I was surprised and a little irked to get a text message from him. I didn't want him back in my life because I have decided to stop my silly infatuation. But he was persistent. And after a few weeks, I suddenly found myself replying to each of his texts. Agreeing to go on a date. I let him meet my family who instantly liked him. One invite led to the next. We even went on a double date with my sister and her boyfriend (plus my Ninang) in EK that summer. I clearly remember him looking straight to my eyes, holding my hands while sweetly telling me he loves me that night in MOA before my flight to Hong Kong.
And the start of our new beginning... 09 July 2009.
Funny how God's master plan is, isn't it.