We met online and I remember the first time we spoke on the phone I found it hard to understand his thick Singaporean accent and he asked me if he sounded like a “F.O.B” (fresh off the boat) of course he didn’t but it took some adjusting to and I wasn’t expecting much when we met but as soon as I saw him, something clicked, I felt instantly comfortable around him and we ended up spending about 6 hours together, walking around the CBD getting to know each other and he was easier to understand in person. He took me to the best sushi place I have ever been to (I soon realised how seriously Singaporeans take their food) and we ended up playing video games like two kids in an arcade until it closed.
We planned to meet the next day at an anime convention, in my lame attempt at cosplay I was dressed as a Kitsune (a fox girl) and it took about 5 hours before he grabbed my hand and another 4 hours before I finally asked if I could kiss him, he told me a girl had never made the first move before, so did he want me to kiss him? Hell yes! He turned bright red and called me the second he got home to tell me he was still thinking about the kiss. Cheesy right? Totally, I was shocked at this new type of guy that called me every day just to hear my voice and didn’t want to rush things, I had never experienced this.
Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t a total cliched fairytale, he hated spending money so he rarely paid for me when we went out, which I didn’t mind. I never got flowers, which I did mind, he said they were a waste of money and I guess, coming from Singapore it made sense, they always died within a day or so in the heat there (but I will say the sweetest thing ever was when he bought me a ring with a flower on it and told me this was a flower that wouldn’t die) and we fought like crazy.
I wasn’t sure how to handle this new guy, I had been with my last boyfriend for 10 years straight and we rarely fought. “The One” and I were fighting weekly and making up just as often.
It was total passion, when we were alone. Around other people he was quite conservative and I was used to verbalising my feelings a lot, something “The One” didn’t do and wasn’t used to his girlfriends doing either. He explained to me that most Singaporeans didn’t show affection in public or verbalise their feelings, he would show it in other ways, like cooking me breakfast, surprising me and taking me to his favourite restaurants.
As time went on, we adjusted to each others differences, I have to say I felt I put more effort into embracing his culture then he did mine and eventually that’s why he decided it would never work out. I’m not going to go on a rant about it right now, I don’t regret a second I spent with him and he definitely swayed my mindset into Asian men being a requirement for me rather than a preference.
He really was the inspiration for this blog so I thought it was about time I introduced “The One” to you.