Adventures Of A Female Loner

The Concept of Courting Part 1

According to Google, to court someone is to win their favour and one courts another usually to gain their hand in marriage. Why would anyone want to do that in their life, I don't know? I guess, we are biologically designed to court so that we can mate and pass down our genetics in the form of babies. This idea of courtship seemed so novel to me at first until I saw it in live action. So here goes.

My best friend came down to the coast to visit me and to work as a volunteer at the local aquarium. Her self esteem had been at an all time low having failed a course in university, which subsequently lead her to lose out on her veterinary clinical internship later in the year. So she needed a break and what better way than to rest and relax at a summer job at the beach. She had been staying with her other friend in an apartment since my landlord forbade overnight visitors (a story for another time). Anywho, this is the story about how my friend 'fell in crush' at the beach and how she successfully courted him. I'll call my best friend Em from now on.

Em is an outgoing, friendly introvert who was once a shy girl who only enjoyed the company of other asians. That shy exterior changed when she came back from Taiwan tour way back around 2012 as she had the time of her life in what is probably her most favourite country. Em is athletically built with a short bob haircut and is tall for an Asian girl. So much so she was called 'handsome little brother' in mandarin during the tour mentioned above. And I guess you can tell that if she were a guy, she would have all the girls flock towards her because she's pretty. Pretty in the girl-next-door kind of way. Big round eyes, fluffy eyelashes, no makeup, kind of pretty. She was still inexperienced in the matters of love until 2015 when she finally told her childhood crush, one of her older brother's friends, that she liked him. Forgive me for I have pretty much forgotten most of the details.

If I remember correctly, she had invited him over to a university social function where she had confessed her feelings to him in front of her friends and he was dared by them to kiss her, which he proceeded to do...  That was Em's first kiss. Except it wasn't a kiss and more of a make out session. He continued with her afterwards at a less public area. She described this to me as wet and kind of gross later on. Ew (lol). He eventually stopped as he was getting aroused and I'll stop there for that part because I keep ish PG. So yes. Em was no longer inexperienced in the matters of love. She went on several dates with this guy, and eventually broke it off and decided to stay as friends for a reason I'm not privy to know. Although he was well known as a playboy and had broken a few hearts along the way, when he was with Em, he dared not to do such a thing in fear of her older brother's wrath and also because they were friends for years. Em had quenched her high school thirst and left for greener pastures. He moved to another city and occasionally keeps in contact with her. Who knows, maybe in the future these two tie-the-knot. My money is on him.

Back to this story now, so Em invited me to learn how to surf one Saturday morning as she had met a surf instructor at the local aquarium willing to give us a free lesson. How could I say no? That Saturday, the weather was terrible. It was raining when we got there, and we were drenched before we got to the ocean. But what was terrible weather for just general sightseeing was relatively good weather for surfing. We met our surf instructor, I'll call him Surfer Boy. Surfer Boy was around our age, twenty-something, generally well-built like a swimmer with broad shoulders and was okay looking I guess. I didn't pay much attention to this dude. We proceeded to the waves.

Surfer Boy's method of teaching was to basically put us on a board and push us in time with the wave. He told us we should keep our chests on the board and try to stand. That was his surf lesson. So I got pretty bored and tired quickly as there was only one Surfer Boy and two surf boards. He spent most of his time with Em who was ecstatic to be in the ocean riding waves, and I spent most of my time floating whilst holding the video camera (because Surfer Boy wanted to use the footage as advertising for future clients. Surfer Boy had only started surfing a few months ago and was relatively new to surfing himself). As I was trying to keep warm in the rainy weather, I proceeded to observe the interaction between Em and Surfer Boy.