Friday, January 02, 2004

Ok, now I'm supposed to be angry because my entire post was wiped out for no reason whatsoever after I clicked on the publish button. Yes, I hate this. And no, I won't cry. I'd just cut some of it short and get to the point, which is uurrr.... i don't think there's a point here. I'd tell you a story I guess .... or maybe not. I've no idea. I need to wake up early tomorrow yet my fingers are itching to write something, as useless as it maybe...

My New Year

Well, it was a warm afternoon when I receive comfirmation that our mission was on. But the details of it was still pretty much a blur, as rumors came in that it might be at the new bar at Modesto's or a mamak at Klang Utama. At 8pm, my anxious wait was over, it was comfirmed that it will be at the new Modesto's at KL Tower. Everything was well prepared as I went to fetch Agent B at 10. I managed to slip away without giving of my identity card to her guardian, which to me was pretty much down to her intelligence of waiting for me at the door and jumped into the car as we sped away, to a wrong road (well, women ..what do you expect?? :p), but my guts feeling led me out to the right way and off we go !

*Edited due to time constrain*
The jam at KL was strangely minimal. But the closure of Jln Pudu should have been more publicly told. As I was sure this was a part of the evil plan to stop us from getting to Modesto's at time, I franticaly made a new road plan and hold my prayers. It was a pretty scary sight with both of us, me and Agent B having almost no clue about our whereabouts. The only thing helping us was the sight of KL Tower itself, and the small argument about a song lyrics ( THERE IS NO SAYONARA !! FACT! ). Anyway, despite all those 'blocks' and 'reroutes' they tried on us, we managed to get by with the heroin's ....uurr..... well..... intelligence and my obviously superior gut feelings (:P). We reached there by 1147 hours if I wasn't mistaken, and was well up there to view the fireworks display on time. Mission accomplished if not for the proud heritages blocking the view to some of the display, those darn bloody big and tall buildings. Modesto was cool, it was supringly unpacked, mostly due to the fact that not many people knew about this place at the moment. It was definately a change from the usual with it's open air club concept, and the 80's retro styled songs with some R&B thrown in. But it wasn't quite an atmosphere to be in, so after about 30 mins of asking and she refusing to dance, sing, drink or make a fool out of herself, (:p) we went on our way. As we were coming down, I suggested bar flam as our next destination, which she refused outright because her spidey sense was tingling, there was to be danger lurking over there (I'm put it down to the freely available pills and liquors, but I'm not sure..), well, she does think I was prety much eager to go there, since most of the guys I know was there, but that was far from the case. Flam would have made me more happy in some way, but it was already a great one having the chance to spend it with her. But she doesn't know that, obviously, I'm way too professional to let that slip out now, right ?

So we decided to go have supper instead, (lunch for me, since I didn't took any lunch or dinner prior to this mission). Due to the inconsistent of KL's road, we made it back to PJ instead, to the old reliable A&W, which sensing my nervousness, she decides to melt me down to being myself by stating that in an A&W branch somewhere in M'sia, or the Klang Valley really, there is one which has a drive thru where you drive in, park your car beside the ordering counter, makes an order and they'll spin.. SPIN your car in 360º while you're waiting for your orders to be fulfilled. Uuurrr...after all that laugh, I gave it a serious thought, and boy.. I would hate to be the guy with an order for 8 wafers with ice-cream on them, without the strawberry syrup of course, 8 rootbeers with 2 scoops of ice-cream, 4 hotdogs, 3 sandwiches, 3 onion rings and 2 Big Macs (:p). After that, in which I failed to finish a Mr. Harmony and a wafer despite not having anything earlier on, her mom called and it was time to go home. *Deleted due to the warning by the Royal Police Of Malaysia regarding the comments from the author about the Police in this particular incident*, but I do salute them for working during the New Year for some hard earned bonuses before Chinese New Year. After that close call, it was pretty much smooth sailing all the way, and her reaching her home safely at 0400 am. My mission accomplished with me having a good time, my mouth tired from the laughes and my armed in pain from the pinches I received. It would have been much worse if I kept my mouth shut, but thankfully she was afraid or tickles... muahhahahha... very very afraid. I certainly enjoyed my night, I wasn't quite sure about her though. I'm pretty much confident she could have a much better and memorable New Year celebration than having to go on a blind mission with moi. Thanks for a very very luuuurvely night, bb. And I'm sorry you had to spend it with me.

A kiss, well, a peck on the cheeks from her to me would have in my view, made it complete, but well, fantasies are always better in dreams, ain't it. So, that's my story for the new year. And yes, it was pretty much a bad script, but I'm quite sure someone from Hollywood can capture the emotions I had. I'm thinking Depp, no ?

And to end it all, I'd learn a new word. I love the sound of this word. Aphrodisiac.... wow... Happy New Year :)

Aphrodisiac
Main Entry: aph·ro·di·si·ac
Pronunciation: "a-fr&-'dE-zE-"ak, -'di-zE-
Function: noun
Etymology: Greek aphrodisiakos sexual, gem with aphrodisiac properties, from aphrodisia heterosexual pleasures, from neuter plural of aphrodisios of Aphrodite, from AphroditE
Date: 1719
1 : an agent (as a food or drug) that arouses or is held to arouse sexual desire
2 : something that excites
- aphrodisiac also aph·ro·di·si·a·cal /"a-fr&-di-'sI-&-k&l, -'zI-/ adjective

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