Sparks

It all started with me wanting to travel by myself. I did that. The first time in 2012. It felt good I tell ya. Scary, nervous but sure. I love every minute of my trip to Singapore then. Went to Universal Studio on my own, went on each rides more than once, stayed in a wonderful hostel where the bed was comfy and safe. I love being safe. Anyway. It all started from there. I become addicted to solo traveling. And so I did it again- another trip to Singapore- in 2013 where things were a bit more in a rush, only because I didn't quite made up my mind yet to go or not, and so I bought the ticket a week before the holiday. Madness. Then I booked my hostels and it was done. I was ready again to leave on my own. My excuse this time was because I wanted to show my students animals from the Singapore Zoo and the sea creatures from Marine Life Park. Yes, we were learning about animals then and that excuse felt so real that I almost did go to the zoo, which I never did. I did go to Marine Life Park though. It was huge and the varieties of creatures you can see are plenty. I enjoyed spending time looking at the huge aquarium and stayed there for a full hour just see all those fishes swim around. Singapore feels like home to me. I have been there too many times, I have the feeling that everywhere I stay -cheap or not- I would still thoroughly enjoy Singapore. The next day, I used my voucher to go to Universal Studio -which I got when I bought tickets to Marine Life, not bad, 5 dollars off from the original price- and waited for too damn long in the hot sun. It was worth it since I stayed there for almost 6 hours. On my oowwnn!! I had a blast going to each rides multiple times again and weird that I never get bored of it. Weird that each ride feels like the first time. Weird that I'm in my 30s and I love amusement park like this. Just weird. That day was my last day in Singapore. I cherished my stay that Tuesday very much. Not only because I got to go back to USS again, but I got to meet my old time friend who lives in Hong Kong. So I met with my gay friend that night after I changed and went to Maxwell food court. It was my first time looking at varieties of dishes being sold there. It was wonderful. There were chicken Hainan stalls and lots of other yummy eateries that made me salivate. I chose to meet my friend and eat in front of the famous chicken Hainan stall that was pretty quite that night. Good times spent with an old friend. We didn't stay long as we wanted to just walk around and eventually I dropped him off to his hotel, which is about 300 meters away from my hostel. Oh well. When is this experience ever happening again? I was kind of tired that night. I was ready to leave the hotel and pack for my things. The next morning I was supposed to wake up at 4am. Yes, Singapore time. That sucked. I came back ready to call my mom. She wants me to call her everyday just making sure I'm alright. Only that night a funny thing happened. When mom answered the phone she was on the phone with someone else and surprisingly wanted me to call back in 10minutes. What?? But I'm calling from Singapore! Don't you want to talk to me first, mom? Apparently not. So I hung up the phone and waited until she's done gossiping with her friend *rolling eyes insert here*. I was waiting at the reception in the hostel when the receptionist and a white guy came in from outside. They were discussing about transportation and I overheard that the white guy was planning to leave early morning the next day. Just like me. Hmmm... Ok, so I listened some more and then... Something came over me. I thought to myself, "When else do I get to talk to a guy on my own without having to feel like anyone knows me?" so I joined in the conversation saying that there were other choices to choose from like going by MRT to go straight to the airport, like I was planning to do. He said he was leaving earlier so he had to go by taxi. Then they were arguing about the price because going by taxi before 6 am is still considered midnight and so the price is still doubled from the normal fee. Then I said he can use the Bee Bus that goes around every 2 hours, but since reservation needs to be done 2 hours before the pick up, he didn't want to do that coz then it would mean he has to call them at 3am. Ok, long story short, he decided to take a chance and get a taxi on the street. Done. I sat down waiting until he's done with the conversation with the receptionist. Then he turned around and started to chat with me. I was tired so I was sort of in linger, talking really casually because hey, I'm tired. I bet he was tired too and should get ready to go to bed coz he was going to leave earlier than I was. But no, he kept making a conversation with me. I asked if he was a teacher, and he said he's a GM in Phuket. Wow, Phuket! That's near. Then he showed me his hostel's website and we talked about how people commented positive things since he became GM. A bit of a show off,but in a funny way. I was enjoying this conversation but I didn't feel a thing then. Basically, we chatted about his hostel, Singapore and places I should've gone while there. He had this funny look on his face when he mentioned all 3 places like Gardens by the bay, Henderson Waves, and Botanical Garden and none of those places I've never been. He then teased me if I only go to Singapore to shop and I said no, I don't like shopping in Singapore because it's expensive. We were talking for about an hour until we did finally ended the conversation. We kissed on both cheeks and he said that's how the French say goodbye. Then I said we also do the same because we are influenced by the Dutch, then he said the Dutch stole that greeting from the French. Hahaha.. He's funny! Ok. That night I was feeling somewhat overloaded with mixed feelings. Went to USS, saw my gay friend then met a funny French guy to end the day. I thank God immediately for making my days in Singapore so sweet and memorable!! Thank you God! I really do. I know.. I know... It's just one night and we'll never see each other again, right? We did exchanged email address and basically I did emailed him straight away though it took him 2 weeks to reply. Long story short, I have booked a flight to Phuket and will be staying in his hostel. I know, madness. I am sure whatever will happen later it will be definitely platonic. I do know he's not attracted nor interested in getting to know me. We have emailed each other just for the sake of having to stay in his hostel so his replies are basically based on being a good General Manager to his guests. I was kind of hurt when his last email was really short and only said 'In a rush now, bye'. But then again, I'm a girl and I take everything at heart. I will be having a good time in Phuket with my good friend Angie. I don't care if he doesn't care as long as I know what I want and enjoy my trip with my bestie. I can't wait to go in 2 months time. Yes, a part of me wants to see him again but another logic part of me knows I need to get myself together and move with life. He's not that into me. Period. This is a hell of a story. I want sparks to happen to me like in movies but one can only wish too much. One thing at a time. Sincerely, Bexie