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Bullets with butterfly wings



那天在马路上
就是我们幸福的开始

Saturday, September 11, 2004


Princess P.

Friday night. Clouds you cannot see, stars you don't see glitter. Moon somewhat a waning crescent (refer to pic on left). Darkness befalls. He showers, grabs the keys, revs up the engine, drives to school, picks her up, drives to her place (after consulting the street directory 100times), and she heads back to shower.

Our hero waits patiently in the car. Our hero has perhaps taken a liking to the princess' younger brother, for the brother, brave and resilient he is in front of his abominable sister, apparently kept hurrying her and reminding her that some gentleman is waiting for her.

It is only a SHORT 40minute wait. The princess not only have to shower, but have other important things to settle, calls to make. Upon hearing what the little brother had to say, our hero is touched.

Yes, and our hero hasn't even met him yet.

So finally the princess shows her face, her hair as if she's been caught in heavy rain, but still looking as beautiful as ever.

Our hero inhales. The princess smells like a thousand daffodils.

{disclaimer: the author doesn't know what daffodils smell like; he assumes flowers smell nice}

Our hero and Princess P then proceeds to have dinner, in an extremely romantic setting in the heartlands of....... KFC.

"Finger lickin' good" It says on the signboard above the counters. Our hero asks if anyone else has tried out the popcorn chicken. The packet is so small, almost equivalent to the size of the hero's handphone. The chicken is so small, you only need a finger and a thumb to hold and eat it. Our hero believes that KFC has got their motto right alright.

Our hero then portrays his sensitive side by listening to everything Princess P has to say throughout the night, but our hero feels there is an occurrence of unjustice as Princess P pinches our hero's cheeks every now and then. The cheeks are so soft and nice to pinch, she claims.

Our hero gentlemanly lets the lady have her way, in secret hope that she will feel guilty, but apparently, Princess P doesn't have the word guilt in her dictionary.

The movie for the night is Ghost, the horror thriller from Korea. Our hero picked the film, because for the past few times it was the princess whom had her way.

(I mean, duh.... 13 going 30? Anacondas??? Our hero definitely has better taste.)

The movie focuses more on the plot than the scare factor, and our hero doesn't quite comprehend the story, so the princess has to patiently explain it to him.

Not very patient, actually. But our hero's gentlemanly instincts pulls him through.

After the movie our hero and Princess P sit down at a park and talk a little, but our hero feels that Princess P is perhaps a little tired after her long day. Our hero walks the princess back to her place. It is a little past 3am. Our hero loosely contemplates about giving Princess P a good night kiss, but our hero chickens out (must have been the effect of KFC!)

And our hero drives back home, not before making a few wrong turns and finding himself in ulu-ulu land a couple of occassions. After exchanging yet a few more smses, our hero finds himself asleep as......

The happiest hero in modern day.

Evaluation:
Night out with Princess P.
Happiness level: +10
Tolerance level: +1000

Our hero is a real gentleman, he feels.



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