You thought you've stayed clean for almost a year.
Your thought you've almost become a saint.
You thought you could get away with what you did.
No way! Old fling/hookup of yours come back to haunt you when you least expected. You can run, but you can't hide. It will hunt you down no matter how hard you try running away.
Here's the story.
I got a facebook message from an acquaintance asking me about a guy and said he broke her heart. I was shocked that she sent me a message assuming the guy did the same to me before. Hmmm... When I ran through my memory archive, I got an answer. Yes, I did hook up with this French guy once. And that was more than a year ago. It almost felt like past life, at least, past party life. It was one of those menless dry spell days. The golden rule is "Don't expect anything remotely romantic, if the hook up is heavily involved with alcohol and no day-after follow up message". It was totally attachment free. (I'm not a monster by nature. It did take a lot of tears and heartbreaking practice to make me inmune to this)
Back to the story. I was overwhelmed for a while, coz there's been anything exciting like this for quite a while. I had to go through some options: 1. play innocent; 2. totally ignore it; 3. be honest and take it light. Yes, I did go for the last option. I replied to the girl immediately just stating the truth. Drunk hookup doesn't count as dating and I actually don't feel that guy could mean any harm. Well, at least, not to me. However, I did feel weird. Why she picked me? Was she sending messages to all the girls in his friend list? Mental? She doesn't seem like me. So, I played along.
After a few message exchange, I was getting close to the truth. Big mouth guys! So, it was the guy's friend told the girl that I hooked up with him. Long story short, Guy A bragged about his collection of girls -> Guy B remembers and tells Girl C (who dated Guy A). Gosh, luckily, I didn't play innocent from the beginning or I could just be caught lying. (Mental note to self: never challenge a girl's instinct. Never hook up with big mouth French guy again. They are called French for a reason)
It's that someone you totally don't know even exist would know a lot of your private life and would tell someone else about it that horrify me. I don't even know which guy was it coz I don't remember meeting any of that French guy's friend, except one. And it was half a year after the hook up. So, no matter if you killed someone, hurt someone, slept with someone, or just flirt with someone, there must be someone else who would know and would remember. Through the 6 degrees of separation, someone along the way is bound know hear from it somehow.
Just like the movie "I know what you did last summer", there must be someone who holds the information of "I know who you slept with last dragon boat fest". So, when you thought you've stayed away from trouble, such random hookups, horny drunkenness, waking up to someone you don't even recall the name of,
THINK TWICE!
Once a party animal, always a party animal. Actually, the incident today reminded me of something happened years ago. A girl called me using a guy (who I hadn't been in touch for more than half a year)'s phone asking me if I have anything with that guy. It must be my luck. That guy wooed me before. Of course, the bit that he has a girl friend was strategically omitted. Another mental note to self, never be too cautious about guys who doesn't give you his email, msn, or facebook but give you their number only. There MUST be something wrong.
As the great wisdom goes "If you can't fix it, you gotta stand it". I have to pay the consequence of what I did when I was "naive and silly". Your past isn't your past life and it will continue to come back to haunt you at some point of your future. I just hope my face will be forgotten by the gossip minds someday.
LKF and the partying scene of Hong Kong is just simply chokingly small. Gossips travel faster than light and rumours spread wider than virus.
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