Wednesday, December 10, 2008


Sometimes I love surprises. Sometimes I don't. Most of the time I love them. Especially if no one ever gave me a clue on it. Ever. (Read: Surprise party, presents, all the good stuff...)

Charlie kept on saying stuff like "I have a surprise for you. Just wait and be prepared." All I could think of was an expensive gift. Something I would wish he would not buy. So I can have the money spent on something else I want. Hehe...

Last time he called and said he has something for me, I kept on asking what kind of surprise. I don't really like the nervousness of thinking what could the surprise possibly be. I hate cluttering my already cluttered head with 'surprise'. And he told me he got me a Hard Rock Cafe sweater. Yay! Now I know what his gift is I don't have to think about it anymore. But I kept on thinking about it anyway. I'd love to see what the sweater looked like. Maybe I could wear it everyday.

Just now he called. And he said something about "Just wait for a surprise from me." What? The not-so-surprise-anymore sweater is not the surprise he told me about?

I asked him again. This time he said just wait and see. And just be prepared for it. And he said don't be surprised if a rombongan come one day. Any day.

Erkk... I really am surprised now. Is that a joke or what? What should I expect? From his tone it doesn't sound like he's 100% serious about it. But who knows? There's 50:50 chance he meant what he said.

I'm not ready for that kind of surprise. Even if he told me 1000 times and 1000 years earlier. So I have this written in my mind with permanent marker: THIS IS JUST A JOKE.

Yup. I'm going to take it as a joke. He often made me feel confused and curious. And enjoy every moment of it. He loves messing with my head, making me scratch my head and mess my already messy hair.

Whatever thing he's planning for the 'surprise' I'm living with this mantra right now: HE IS JOKING. What he told me is not real. He'll laugh at me when he saw me panicking at the thought of him meeting my parents for something THAT serious.


So I'm focusing my energy on the sweater he bought me. Can't wait for that one.

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