In October, I met Kevo on OKC, short for the popular NYC dating website OK Cupid. He was the first “normal” guy I responded to, and I message very selectively. Soon enough, an “online relationship” began to blossom. The connection was almost immediate. To start off, we were both Asian American kids with a rekindled appreciation for our Asian food, culture and language. Apparently, we both enjoyed karaoke jams to Asian songs. Who goes to karaoke to sing Chinese songs anymore? Well, he and I still do! As an added bonus, we were both medical students! He was planning to do family medicine and I was applying for emergency medicine. Personally, there is little else more comforting than to find companionship with someone in your field. Some people want partners who are far away from medicine, so when they come home, couples can unwind and talk about other stuff. Medicine is taxing on the mind and body, yet exhilarating to experience. To find someone with the same background and fund of knowledge to share my experiences with is liberating and relaxing.
For nearly a month, we talked by text, Google chat and even video chat. Not like I had anything to hide, but the concept of remotely chatting by virtual means was foreign and strange, especially for the first time. It reminded me of the MTV show Catfish, where shady strangers in these “online relationships” try to hide for months to years, always with an excuse and never the time. Check the show out, it’s shocking, yet entertaining. You’ll understand why I (and perhaps you) tread cautiously on the World Wide Web.
Twice, we video chatted at nighttime, but not without technical difficulties on Skype or Google Hangout. Hey, at least I made the effort! A few instances I got nervous during the call and my camera would drift to my forehead. He’d say, “Uh, could you move your camera down a little? I only see your forehead now?”
I found him decent-looking and fresh-faced. He seemed like an honest, smart and nice guy, your typical Asian with boyish features and characteristics, even playful. One time we were talking about our love for WongFu productions, the Asian American trio based in California who make videos poking fun and sending positive messages about the Asian American culture. He took his Toon Spencer plush toy and played with it, putting it on his head. That was also his profile picture, him with the Spencer bear atop his head.
I liked Kevo and there was nothing to strike me as odd about this lad. I’m sure I struck him as more odd, given that I told him how I’m a blubbering, bawling fool when it comes to sappy Asian love songs, music videos, dramas and movies. He must think I’m a histrionic, emotional wreck with chronic wet-eye syndrome and tissues within arms reach to last a lifetime.
Tell me you will not cry a waterfall after watching “童話/Tong Hua” (Fairy Tale) by 光良 Guang Liang. This was memorably the first Chinese song I ever listened to back in 2008, and what jumpstarted my iTunes playlist, Asian Addiction.
Tell me you will not feel a pang to your heart (and eyes) when you watch this love song, “Because I’m a Girl” by the 90s’ Korean girl group, Kiss.
Tell me you will not need a tissue with this Chinese classic, “老鼠愛大米/Lao Shu Ai Da Mi” (Mouse Loves Rice) by 王啟文 Wang Qi Wen. This song has been so popular, it has been remade twice since the original release, one by 香香 (Xiang Xiang) and Cantonese duo, Twins.
And lastly, but not the least, Hins Cheung, Hong Kong’s prince of ballads. We went off on a long discussion about his music and videos. I just started listening to his music, thanks to Spotify. Now, thanks to Kevo, I was on a marathon of his sappy music videos and performances.
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