How I got booted out of Bachelorhood (Part 3)

So it was said, "When it rains, it pours." Sure enough, by Murphy's Law, Plan B didn't work out either. It's such an uphill task (pun intended) to propose properly. It's like the Lord of the Rings, meaning nothing can go right until the third part, which is exactly what I'm getting to right now.

Remember the hare with 3 holes? Well, Plan C was in motion even in the middle of Plan B's failure. Why? Cos with that little episode at the slope, my dear would be even less suspicious of my true intentions. She wouldn't even know what hit her until it hits her, HARD. It's a guaranteed WINNER! (Again! Really!)

We returned to her place together. There was nobody in the house, except the maid in the back room. So we went to her room. Once there, I asked her not to go into the toilet and change into her home clothes first. I asked her to switch on the aircon and closed the door. Environment is very crucial to a successful wedding proposal, don't you know?

Anyway, she was baffled by my requests, but thanks to Plan B, she still didn't suspect a thing. So we began to chat, and I purposedly say THE WORDS again. Worked like a charm. We hugged, and then she looked up (I am, er, TALLER) and said, "Marry me lah! Marry me lah!" Bingo! She walked right into my trap! Time for me to tighten the noose...

I let go of her.

I said, "Wait ah."

I took a step backward.

I kneel down (with a grunt, no less).

I took out the RING.

Her eyes widen with utter SHOCK and JOY (I swear her eyes were 3 times larger!).

She started to giggle and took a step back.

I reached out my right hand, asked her not to go. (Which is why it's so important to close the door before I propose)

I said, "Dear, will you marry me?"

She couldn't say a thing.

So she just nodded her head.

We hugged, kissed, then held hands and sat down together.

Then we took out our handphones to SMS the rest of the world about our engagement!

From that moment on, I was no longer alone, single, and available. I'm the exact opposite, and I'm loving every second of it! I got booted out of Bachelorhood!
WOOHOO!

How I got booted out of Bachelorhood (Part 2)

Hello all! In my last entry, the Hero (that's me) was struck by a series of unfortunate circumstances in his pursuit of the Maiden (that's my dear). Well, there's an old Chinese saying, "The cunning hare bore 3 holes." It means that a smart person always have more than 1 solution to a problem. Yours truly here, a.k.a. the Hero, happens to be quite hare-ry, if you know what I mean :P

So, Plan A was thwarted by GV, of all things. (DAMN YOU, GV!) Time to move on to Plan B. There's this thing between me and my dear, which is: whenever we speak of the future together, with the precise combination of some phrases, my dear will dare me by saying, "Marry me lah! Marry me lah!" That, my friends, shall be my trump card ;-)

After the movie, we took a bus back to her place. There's a curvy slope that leads to her block. The slope is normally quite deserted during the day, so my plan was to get her to dare me to marry her, then straight away kneel down and take out the ring and REALLY marry her. Imagine the surprise she would get! It's a guaranteed WINNER! (Again!)

We reached one curve and it's quiet all around, so I began to say the phrases. They're very effective, like a wizard's magic words. Sure enough, she stopped walking and dared me. Just as I was doing one last survey of the surroundings and getting ready to kneel down, I saw people coming from the front, the back, as well as cars going up and down the slope. I had no choice but to just give her a hug and a smooch on the cheek. Damn you idle travelers and cars! DAMN YOU! (Again!) Go find your own deserted slope elsewhere to walk up and down!

At this point it might appear to you, my dear readers, that I should change the post title to "How I got booted out of Bachelorhood SOME OTHER DAY", but I wouldn't live up to my name as the Hero if I quitted there and then, would I? Remember: the hare still got 1 hole left... (To be concluded...)