PGL Was Superb

Love is in the air…. Nomore.

I’m such a bad friend. I missed going to two weddings on Sunday on purpose because I don’t have a partner to go with. I ignore Veddervader completely when he asked whether I want to hang out. And I was too lazy to call up a friend to ask how she was doing. Overall.. total sucker.

Karma..

Yesterday, was trying to get a friend to go with me to watch Puteri Gunung Ledang. Been asking him for two days already and in the end, got ditch. Where are all your boyfriends when you needed them.

I can actually go alone and watch the show. It’ll be like the old days when I go watch movie, or the philharmonic enjoying the symphony… ALONE. Just that, I lack the confidence of driving after the accident. Hence, I can’t gather the courage to live life on my own thus far. I used to drive to Shah Alam ever week, sometimes twice a week out of boredom, but can’t get my lazy ass to do that anymore. Pure stupidity.

So yesterday, nak tak nak, had to ask IMN out (hehe). I need to state for a fact that he is the last person I want to go out with and I am not kidding. But yeah, in a situation like this.. yeah. So anyway, he said yes (my lucky day since he’s only available Tuesday and Thursday this week). I had to treat him for dinner anyway since I lost the World Cup bet.

Had to rush down from office just in time to meet him. I couldn’t be late this time! Need to prove to him that I am no workaholic and I can still live a proper life without working too much @#%w$er@#$.

So anyway, we went out for proper dinner. I made a fool out of myself when I used the wrong knife for steak and ordered a well-done steak that was over-cooked (that’s what well-done is Suhana!). It’s been a while since I last ordered a steak so my table manner was not too compelling. And we got into the argument about what a date really is. I really don’t think that it was a date. Friends hanging out after work is definitely not a date, right! He, who has not been a date (or so he claimed), got confused. And on and on we went. But I couldn’t resist bila dia suap the chocolate cake to me. Argh.. Hehe.. Nothing la. Saja2 aje kitorang buat lawak.

And after that, we went for the play. Since we were early, had the chance to stand in the lobby watching people making grand entry to Istana Budaya. No one caught his interest, likewise, so I guess it was a good start already.

Ok.. PGL… Straight to the point.

The show was superb. The prop was excellent, Gusti Adipati stole the show, Stephen really know how to sing!@!!, and not to forget the marvelous Tiara! Adlin could do better. I guess I expected him to do much better (I have a secret crush on him. Don’t tell him just yet). I was amazed to see the overall coordination of the dance and the play. IMN was constantly trying to seek the best position to doze off, and I kept disturbing him trying to make him stay awake.

The show finished rather late, past my bedtime! Luckily, I was still in shape to drive. Oh, did I told you that IMN freaking love Indonesian girls! Good skin tone, very bold.. definitely wife material. And there I was with mouth wide open. What the… And during dinner he told me ‘workaholic’ aint hot. So, I definitely am not? “No comment”

Guys.. Workaholic not hot ke? I guess I am fairly happy with the fact that I got a merit 2 for PPA since I’ve been working like hell lately. But then again, if I have no life, what is there to enjoy?