It's been A year
Okay, first things first: I don’t die. That’s wonderful. I didn’t get hit by some drunk drivers on my way home, I didn’t get drowned at the pool and my food wasn’t poisonous. Today I can officially say, "You know what, I've been with her for a year now."
My gal was still asleep when I left for my bullshit work (and lord knows she is so pretty when she’s asleep) I left a card and a mixed CD of songs that she likes next to her pillow. I have been secretly working on this CD for a week and I really hope she likes it. The only time my boss allows me to use the phone is at lunch break so I guess I’ll have to wait for another two hours just to hear from her.
Here’s the serious part. Last night I got a rather discomforting phone call from my uncle Anton. Keep in mind that the whole conversation was really said in English. This uncle of mine is an English teacher and he never misses a chance to speak the language with me. Here’s how the conversation goes:
U: I heard that now you’re living with your girlfriend?
Me: No…not a girlfriend
U: What’s that?
Me: She’s not a girlfriend – she’s my fiancée. That’s one step up the hierarchy.
U: I see. How did that happen?
Me: She just finished school and she’s been thinking about pursuing a modeling career. In the mean time, we figured it’d be better if we could share some quarter and expenses as well. Why do you ask?
U: I talked to your dad and he said you two had been together for a while now…
Me: And?
U: And…I know this is not my business, but we’re still Indonesian, you know?
Me: What are you suggesting?
U: I suggest the two of you get married.
Have I changed that much? Have things changed that much? I remember the days when my life was all about Gunbound, the A-word, Frestea dingin, last night’s score and surat izin pulang. But at what point do “marriage”, “career” and “tax-return” become an integral part of the conversation? I remember the days when I could just call my mom from a friend’s house and say, “Ma, 'ntar sore aku terlambat pulang…mau main PS dulu.” But last week my excuse was, “Ma, natal ini aku ‘gak bisa pulang…kerjaan numpuk!!” Have I finally reached the age where “work” has become an acceptable excuse?
You decide.
Anyway, as much as I feel uncomfortable with this whole aging thing, I can’t deny the fact that I love to settle down. My grades and paychecks are pure bullshit, but when my baby is around, somehow this personal hell of mine is a lot more bearable.
Speaking of settling down, here’s a super sweet song that I also put on the mixed CD. As always, I’m forcing y’all imbeciles at gunpoint to download this song. Hit the download button, tools!!!
http://www.sendspace.com/file/fs9h1c
My gal was still asleep when I left for my bullshit work (and lord knows she is so pretty when she’s asleep) I left a card and a mixed CD of songs that she likes next to her pillow. I have been secretly working on this CD for a week and I really hope she likes it. The only time my boss allows me to use the phone is at lunch break so I guess I’ll have to wait for another two hours just to hear from her.
Here’s the serious part. Last night I got a rather discomforting phone call from my uncle Anton. Keep in mind that the whole conversation was really said in English. This uncle of mine is an English teacher and he never misses a chance to speak the language with me. Here’s how the conversation goes:
U: I heard that now you’re living with your girlfriend?
Me: No…not a girlfriend
U: What’s that?
Me: She’s not a girlfriend – she’s my fiancée. That’s one step up the hierarchy.
U: I see. How did that happen?
Me: She just finished school and she’s been thinking about pursuing a modeling career. In the mean time, we figured it’d be better if we could share some quarter and expenses as well. Why do you ask?
U: I talked to your dad and he said you two had been together for a while now…
Me: And?
U: And…I know this is not my business, but we’re still Indonesian, you know?
Me: What are you suggesting?
U: I suggest the two of you get married.
Have I changed that much? Have things changed that much? I remember the days when my life was all about Gunbound, the A-word, Frestea dingin, last night’s score and surat izin pulang. But at what point do “marriage”, “career” and “tax-return” become an integral part of the conversation? I remember the days when I could just call my mom from a friend’s house and say, “Ma, 'ntar sore aku terlambat pulang…mau main PS dulu.” But last week my excuse was, “Ma, natal ini aku ‘gak bisa pulang…kerjaan numpuk!!” Have I finally reached the age where “work” has become an acceptable excuse?
You decide.
Anyway, as much as I feel uncomfortable with this whole aging thing, I can’t deny the fact that I love to settle down. My grades and paychecks are pure bullshit, but when my baby is around, somehow this personal hell of mine is a lot more bearable.
Speaking of settling down, here’s a super sweet song that I also put on the mixed CD. As always, I’m forcing y’all imbeciles at gunpoint to download this song. Hit the download button, tools!!!
http://www.sendspace.com/file/fs9h1c
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