When i was in Sec School, i had this huge crush on a girl in my class… let’s call her BQ. She’s a dancer with the Dance Society (i had a thing for dancers once)… and she was the monitor in class (i had a thing for women in authority too). Apparently my crush was so “loud” that my classmates all know about it ( i have a feeling she knew about it too).

BQ’s really sweet and all that… and probably that was why she had me under her “spell”. She’s not really pretty, just a “plain jane”. But when she puts on make-up, she’s a whole different person.

My pals often tease me about it, but somehow i never got to tell her about the feelings i had for her. I guess i was fearful of rejection… plus i had really low self-esteem back then (heh… still do to some extent, but my confidence is in Christ! Amen?). We both took History. I was pretty good in my History… I did top my cohort for the “N”-Levels. So naturally, many people come to me for advice. BQ was no different. But i think she did take advantage of the fact that i had a crush on her to fish for more info…

We all love to “spot” questions back in Sec. Sch. We’ll draw flow charts and try to predict what questions will be set for the exams… especially for the upcoming “O”-Levels. I think i did a pretty good job spotting my questions for the “N’-Levels and i believe my questions for the “O”-Levels will be SPOT ON! This is something, however, i keep to myself. I don’t reveal it to anyone (selfish mah!).

BQ approached me during one of the study sessions…

“Hi, have you prepared for the History paper?”

I literally broke into cold-sweat when she spoke to me. That was how much i liked her.

“Er.. yeah… I’ve even spotted the questions. I’m sure it’ll be very accurate.”

“Can i borrow your list then?”

I was struggling within myself… should i let her have my list? Its my prized possession. My precious…

“Sure, here you go.”

I gave her the list. In my heart, i was just so happy that she’s looking to me for help. I was just delighted to have an excuse to talk to her. That was reward in itself…

*Fast forward*… we compared notes after the History paper… Not all the questions i spotted came out. BQ showed me her spotted list. She got more spot-on questions than me!!!

I congratulated her, but somehow i was very angry inside… She had used me - she got my list to help fine-tune her own list of spotted questions.

How gullible was i to hand her an A1 like this?

I now realise that i have a habit of going beyond the extra-mile for girls that i like. Call it favoritism, call it thinking with the wrong head, call it what you want… But i think i’m just gullible to think that my kindness will be repaid with the affection that i had secretly sought. Its so unfair… then again, life’s unfair.

Ah shucks… Pappy had this advice for me once, “You only listen, obey and give your all to 3 women in your life - your mother, your wife and your daughter (if any) - not even girlfriends. No woman is worth sacrificing your all other than these 3.”

Gullible Mike is beginning to realise the value of this advice…

Note: This post concludes the series of recycled posts from my old Blog. They are primarily about my childhood and adolescence times. Hope you’ve enjoyed them!