I still remember the day we met, it was the worst day of my life in secondary school but meeting you made everything better.
It was a Monday morning, the very first day of my first year in university. I was partying the previous night to celebrate my last night of freedom before entering the glorious institution known as the National University of Singapore (NUS).
Blaring music. Dimly lighted environment with spotlights of various colors flashing and constantly moving gave the club a very vivacious feel. Most of the university girls came in with a dark colored tank tops with skinny jeans and they were all dancing wildly with their hips thrusting to the sides and them caressing their body. Most of the ladies who were working already either came in their office wear or in attire similar to the university girls, these ladies sat in a corner with their drinks and watched the rest of the crowd, one lady I remembered was... A young Eurasian lady in a black sundress that was strapless on the left side. She had shoulder length black hair with brown highlights, her eyes were sapphire blue and skin porcelain white. She does look rather demure but as my sergeant major always tells me, "Watch out for the reserved or shy types, they're a monster when it comes to sex".
This wisdom was proven once again this night.
After that romp, I remember drinking but what exactly? There were many drinks up for sale ranging from bitter tasting vodka to the sweet tasting Jack and Coke mix all the way to the liver wrenching feel of an all you can drink mystery shot. Whatever I drank was probably some powerful shit because I woke up in the club's toilet at 0600, hands slung over the toilet bowl wearing only my dirty blue jacket and my red chinos. I couldn't remember what I had for the day so I did the most natural thing to do. I went back to sleep. I was awakened by the sound of my phone alarm, I looked at it.
Shit.
1130. I had exactly 1 hour to get from the club to NUS for my orientation program. I stumbled out of the toilet and made my way to the exit, without a second thought I kicked down the locked door and left the building. Sure, I set off an alarm but I ran off before anyone reached the scene.
Getting to the university was easy enough; board a taxi, get sent to my destination; left behind my commanding officer's number so that the taxi driver knew who to charge the bill to.
From the taxi stand I ran, I brushed past several freshies just as late as me minus the sense of urgency. I pushed aside several buff guys who were all larger than me and probably earned a few "fuck you lah!" in the process. But what I'll always remember is the moment I knocked into you.
I reached the corridor where the lecture hall was located. Just 50m to go, I'd run longer distances before while carrying my combat load, this was going to be a piece of cake. With all my strength, I dashed for the last door on the left but before I could reach, you came out from the 2nd door.
"Damnit!"
"Gan ni na! (Mother Fucker!)"
Papers everywhere, your bag on the ground and both of our butts on the floor. "Sorry sorry sorry" I apologized profusely, I was a in a rush but I couldn't just run off after knocking into someone. As fast as I fell down, I got up and started gathering all the papers and arranged them to be passed to you.
"I'm so sorry miss?"
"It's Jeanne, not miss Jeanne. And could you not run in a corridor next time. Someone could have gotten hurt!"
Short blonde hair, white sleeveless blouse, black skirt. Purple eyes. Those slim, slender legs. Those delicious pink lips.
"Why are you in such a rush, mister?"
Your voice, it was low enough for you to sound regal but your pitch also made you sound tenderly and loving..
If I didn't believe in angels back then. I sure did now.