Monday, February 27, 2006
The Week That Was
Why is it so hard to start writing a new entry? I mean, I left it for around a week plus, and when I want to write, nothing happens. Why?Ahh, now that's a good warm-up. a bit harsh, but that gets my mental muscles flexing. Okay, now for the real thing...
Ah, what a week it was. the week of 20th to 26th of February will go down in history as The Week That Was. I mean, crazy poopies happened. (yeah, trying to cut down on my swear words, so I'll just cute-ify it.) And didn't even happen right on the week. It happened on the weekend before...
Crab Island
On Saturday, Princess and I went to Port Klang. Granted, it's not an ideal place for a dating spot at all. I mean, PORT KLANG? DATING? But yes, we went there. On the trusty bike even. We went there because we had a whim and just wanted to go places. See new stuff. Besides, there was this inside joke where a friend of ours accidentally reached Pulau Ketam, where the actual destination was just the Main Campus a few kilometers away...
Anyway, we wanted to go see Pulau Ketam for ourselves. The trip there was crazy. I felt guilty over exposing princess to the environments and the sun. After the long bike ride, we finally reached -- the jetty to Pulau Ketam. And another surprise, the end of the line of the KTM Komuter train was here, the Pelabuhan Klang station.
We lepak'd in the jetty, and princess managed to get her cob of corn. The water there ain't Pangkor, but at least we got some ocean breeze (with a hint of diesel, mm-hm.) Then we went to up the road, in an excercise of close-your-eyes-and-see-where-this-road-leads-to. And it did lead us to somewhere special.
Near North Port, was a nice little beach called Tanjung Harapan. It looks like Klebang beach, especially with the rocks instead of sand. But it was nice there. Cool breeze, nothing unsightly nearby, save the jutting towers of North Port. It was a nice place.
Going back, we used the NKVE instead of the old road. We even managed to take a closer look at the emergency phone at the side of the highway. Note: this time it's a new design. Not the old-skool phone with reciever, this time the mouthpiece and speaker is built straight into the pole. Imagine a very long and slender phone reciever, and you'll get it. Imagine two kids looking like fools playing with the phone, and you'll see us.
After that, off to the CC we go. This is where Princess wrote her v-day blog.
v-day
Erm, reading that comment by Dea made me blush. I mean, it's nothing big la, sayang. (Yeah right.) I just wanted to show my princess my appreciation for her. I knew I had to get something for her.
Back home in Kangar, I had this idea to make her a personalized hankie with a big red heart on it. I saw her personalized face towel and I thought I could do it too. I planned the stuff, and bought the items in Kangar. I made it in Shah Alam. Thank God I got a good reception from her of the gift.
As for the flower, it's a last minute impulse. I never intended to but flowers for her, but the cashier asked me if I wanted to buy a flower, and I immediately said yes without batting an eyelid. The cashier was more stunned than myself.
As for the setup, I really don't know what time to give her the stuff. I was really anxious by then. I considered her would-be reactions and created virtual situations. Finally I settled with giving her the flowers in the morning and the hankie later in the day. I would've given the hankie in class, just for extra drama, but I know she'll kill me afterwards. Sorry sayang.
Thank God her reception towards the gifts was good. And for the record, I don't believe in Valentine's day. Correction, WE don't believe in it, and I can give the gifts any other day. But I think that day is a good day to appreciate the loved one in your life. So there.
Okay... we're segued into something else. Let's get back on track and focus on the supposed topic at hand: The Week That Was.
19th
On the 19th, Princess was acting all weird. I could see her smsing people. Looked serious too. Life and death, no doubt. But I hated it that she was doing it in the middle of a date. So I chided her softly about it. I even wished whoever it was on the other side luck and happiness. She just laughed a nervous laugh.
Later she asked me to drop her off at Amoi's, because she said she had something to talk about with her. I wasn't suspicious about it, most probably girl talk. I'm not gonna risk my neck for that. So I left her. Later I picked her up.
On the morning of the 20th, it was my birthday. And nobody wished me a happy birthday. Being the pathetic turd that I am, I felt dissappointed. I think I even had a bout of depression that morning. I mean, nobody remembered my birthday? How depressing can that be? I even softly nudged Princess and asked her what day it was, and got back a stupid reply: it was Monday. That was it, I'm officially depressed.
At the same time, I noticed Princess was getting agitated and even a bit pushy. She went around my back and talked to people outside my hearing. But I guess I was too depressed to notice those things. Very sneaky, sayang.
As we went out of campus, Giant called and asked me to get back home. Urgent, he says. He even spoke with a sense of urgency. Cursing, I went up home. I don't like to be disturbed when I'm depressed as hell. I dragged Princess up to the house.
Lo and behold, I got the surprise of my life. There he was: Giant, with a cake on his hands, complete with two big candles and four small candles. On the wall, a big "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" was stuck on the wall. All the housemates were there. There it was: a surprise birthday party for me.
Surprise!
It was a damn good surprise, I was speechless. I couldn't even stand, let alone blow the candles or cut the cake. Princess had to sit me down. My hands were shaking as I cut the cake. All of them laughed. I was embarrassed, I was speechless. More importantly, I was touched by all this. I had to use up all my strength to hold back my tears. Hell, I had to hold it back again as I'm typing this.
The birthday boy was dumbstruck. Later when I finally regained control over my body, I asked who planned this. Giant simply answered, "bini hang tu la." I looked at princess and I hugged her. Thank you, sayang. Thank you Cherane.
She laughed at me, saying that I thought she'd forget my birthday. She said she didn't. She had this all planned out since a month ago. The gears started moving on the weekend. The weekend that we went to Port Klang.
Apparently, she could conjur up a conspiracy theory worthy of CIA involvement. She did everything by remote. She gave Giant the orders to buy the cake and the set up. She even gave the money to Giant, using me as the unwitting posto-boy. She asked me to pass some notes in a file to Giant, not even realizing that inside the file was the money and orders.
And the sms during the date? That was Giant, and she was giving further orders for him. Under my nose. And the girl-talk at Amoi's? That was actually a de-stress session. She was was so stressed out keeping a secret from me. Sigh, *hugs* I'm sorry sayang, for putting you through hell.
So there it was, my first birthday party. Arranged by my princess. I love you, sayang. You're the greatest.
But no, it doesn't stop there...
Acci-bleeping-dent
That was heaven. This was hell. What happened? An accident happened, that's what.
We were on our way back when another bike struck the right side of us. We weren't hurt bad, but the other motor suffered bents and scratches.
I'm sorry, I just don't want to elaborate about this. The accident wasn't that bad, but the aftershock was. For starters, the freakin' riders were just highschool kids. And they're more worried about the bike then themselves. Why? "takut mak marah." Everytime an image of those kids flashed in my mind, i just want to strangle them until [insert very graphic violence here].
The mother was actually kind. A single mom, she's very sweet. no hassle there. The kid, I actually wanted to [insert more violence]. hmph.
I told Giant later that night, including to the price of repairs that we asked a shop right after the accident. Giant fumed about it. Too pricey, he says, and he wanted to take a look at the motor himself. We went there and take a look at his motor. We discussed and finally made arrangements to meet with the boy's uncle the next day at 4pm.
The next day all three of us (Princess, Giant and myself) went to Putrajaya to send Giant's dirty laundry and to get his car serviced up. A simple stop turned to an excruciating wait as the repairs took longer than expected. We're definitely going to miss the meeting.
So I called the family up, and I was met with a very angry uncle. Hmph. I told him we'll get there. A bit rude, if not a lot.
We reached the family at 6pm. Giant did most of the talking, and we finally reached an agreement. Thank God for that. I would like to put the accident and the negotiations behind me now, cause it sucks balls.
Sunday
On Sunday, Princess got a slight fever. SO there I was, putting wet towels on her head. Stubborn as an ox, this girl. At least there's abang to take care of you, so let me take care of you. Later that day we went back to Putrajaya to take care of unfinished business, and we went back to Shah Alam for some teppanyaki. And we were worried about the flood that hit Shah Alam, so we just went on the alternative routes.
Later that night, Giant and I went to watch Man U play Wigan. I only stuck for only the first half. I went back to sleep, and thus, The Week That Was has ended. Sigh.
Argh, can't write anymore. Later.
RLC
