Engaged

A newsbreak for all!

I’m engaged! He popped the question on last Thursday during a surprise dinner and I said YES. Okay, at first I was soooo shock and blank in the head until I didn’t know what to say. I went mute for about 2 minutes.

He was actually worse. The evening started when we left our place to have a so-called romantic and relaxing dinner. His hands were really cold – which is not normal. Normally, I am the one having cold hands. Then I thought that he wasn’t feeling well but we still went for the dinner.

The table had 3 candles lit on a nice candle stand. It was a little weird because the drinks were served before we ordered anything. I thought, “hmm… okay… very sweet…”. And then came a big plate of salad. It WAS really big, enough as starters for at least 4 people. Then came more food – a grill platter. I was like woah, it enough to feed a whole village in Cambodia. Hmm… we ate and ate and ate… until we can’t stuff in more food into the mouth.

After the really-full meal, I wanted a carbonated water. On second thoughts, a Coke is better for the stomach. No, I made up my mind with a small espresso, it’s less watered. Without ordering, there came the espressos. Okay… sweet, he knew what I want. Then he told me that I should go to the toilet because we are leaving soon and so I did.

After I came back from the toilet, there were two glasses of Sekt (German champagne) on the table. And then he starting talking. He was speaking about us being together, how he enjoyed the time, how he remembered that we had our first dinner at the exact table, etc. I was a little nervous. There’s a common Chinese saying 回光返照. It describes that the sky is the brightest before dusk. I was starting to feel scared. I stopped what he is saying and asked if he was going to leave me.

Then he said no and distracted me to the wall by saying something about the wall. When I turned my head back, he took out a small blue box. He opened it and ask if I would marry him. I was so shock I was muted for some minutes. Then he was even more nervous and demanded for an answer. Of course I said yes.

So, that is the end of the story and there it begins my new life as a fiancé.

Parents in Berlin

Recently, I have been really lazy to update my blog.

I was busy with my German intensive course and my parents arrived last Thursday. Since then, I have been busy planning tours and going around with them. My father is still the same. Hehe… nothing personal – but sometimes we really can’t face each other. I can’t help it but to start arguing. Don’t ask me why, I don’t know.

All I know is that I feel that I want to prove him wrong. He has a tendency to say “NO” or sometimes “YES, YOU KNOW WHY? BLA BLA BLA…” even before you finish your sentence. I can’t say that he was never right; but most of the time he doesn’t allow you to finish what you want to say. To make it short, he’s like the drunk Christian. Hmm… perhaps that’s why I don’t like it when Christian is drunk. He reminds me too much of my father. They don’t try or even want to try to understand what the other person is talking about.

My dad wants a lot of respect from other people. Ironically, I don’t feel that he’s doing the same to others. He always use other ways (some weird of funny words) and insult my mom. He calls her stupid and dumb. I don’t know why; but it seems like my dad likes to scold her. I think my mom is the only one in this world who can withstand my dad.

You know what is funny? When Christian is drunk, he said that I remind him of his stepfather. At the same time, he reminds me of mine. Hmm…