Other people call their beloved ‘dear’, ‘darling’, or other mushy terms. We call each other ‘mode’. There isn’t any real meaning to it, even the story behind the creation of this term is too lame to be worthy of mention. But just know that we call each other ‘mode’ coz you’ll see a lot of it in this post.
You know, I never have problems with writing beauty product reviews or makeup tutorials. I could go on and on and on, and more often than not, have to edit/shorten it for easier reading. It’s only when it comes to sharing about my life that I often hit a wall. Why would people be interested to read about my life?! O.O
This time though, I am so glad that I have the Bun Bun Makeup Tips blog platform and all my beloved readers to share this blissful piece of news with.
First of all, a very Merry Christmas to you.
CONGRATULATIONS TO ME!!!
Can you believe it? The Bun got proposed to! *breaks into a happy dance
Omg, how do I start with the story? I’ve been sitting here for ages with memories of that night whooshing in and zipping out of my mind, while I smile dreamily at nothing, looking out of the window facing the orange sun sinking down on the horizon completely blocked by HDB flats. Hahaha, realistically bland end to sentence.
*feeling very excited by myself and keep having to backspace coz of typing errors*
This is our story.
We’ve been together for more than 10 years, since secondary school. *GASPS!*. I know right. Too long. So ancient until we can’t remember having an anniversary so every year passed just like any other.
Any woman who has been with a person she’s given her youth to for more than 10% of a century will want that person to marry her. Provided they love each other, of course. But The Boyfriend had been procrastinating for the loooooooongest time ever! In fact, we’d quarelled over this countless times before. Hints were no longer sufficient, instead I made it explicitly known I WANTED HIM TO MARRY ME. Pathetic. =(
I guess a lot of it had to be attributed to the fact that in recent years I’ve been receiving plenty of wedding invites and seeing couples who got hitched after only getting together for a short few years really got my blood boiling and heart aching.
Why did I have to wait for so long? How long more? Does he really love me at all?? 🙁
Unfortunately, or probably fortunately, The Boyfriend and I once again quarelled the day before – 23 December 2012. Wait, do I still call him The Boyfriend, or The Fiance? A person is considered to be engaged once a ring is put on the girl, right?
*cue Beyonce’s Single Ladies: “If you like it then you should have put a ring on it…”*
Trivia!: Did you know fiance (male) and fiancee (female) are both prounounced the same way? Sources offer different pronounciations, like fee-YAWN-say and ee-ahn-SAY, but whichever intonation you choose, use it for both fiance and fiancee. In French, adding an “e” changes the gender of the word, but in this case does not affect the pronunciation.
It wasn’t his intention to have us quarrel the day before, but it definitely helped in putting me on a total emotional rollercoaster ride. Going from a low to a high made the experience significantly more memorable.
On Christmas Eve, I attended a party at a friend’s. He asked if I could meet him at 2330 to pass me my Christmas present. Upset as I still was with him, I wanted us to spend countdown together. So I suggested we could meet earlier, at 2130.
He came to fetch me at Pasir Ris Interchange and seeing his empty hands, I asked “Where is my present?”, and he said “I forgot to bring”. He uses this line very often, which annoys me until I can roll my eyes to the back of my head every single time. But yes, I am willing to be annoyed for the rest of my life. Lol.
Hardly any words were exchanged during the bus ride; I was reluctant to engage in our usual banter. And then he had us alight at a bus stop that was crazily far from his house. I was lugging my heavy bag, with the cold wind beating against my poorly clothed skin and with this person who talked incessantly about our childhood memories. Annoyed Level x 100,000.
OMG, do I sound like a princessy brat? I’m not!! Girls have all the right in the world to want to be cajoled. We quarelled the day before, remember? Don’t judge me!! LOL!!
Then he said, “It’s nice to take a seat back, slow down the pace of life, and soak ourselves in gratitude for what we already have, isn’t it?”
(Erm, he doesn’t speak so fluently. Haha. I had to translate his meanings into proper sentences. Also, we converse in Mandarin.)
“We’ve been together for so long… Do you sometimes think back on our childhood memories? Like the time when you were working at ____ and I went to fetch you every day…”
Stubbornly, “I don’t think of such things when we quarrel”
“There are many other things to be happy about, other than me delaying the proposal, right?”
“No”, denying with everything in my heart.
OF COURSE there are plenty of things to be grateful for – Bun Bun Makeup Tips, Doll To Doll Cosmetics, family, friends, love, and I always feel grateful for every little thing in my life. Did you know that for every new ‘like’ on Bun Bun Makeup Tips and Doll To Doll facebook pages I will say ‘thank you’? HAHA, now I sound really weird.
In the heat of the moment though, I said no.
“My tortoise, the biggest one, is dying. He cannot open his eyes anymore”
“Why? What happened?”
“I don’t know, every time this happens, they’re gone”
I felt sad too. I never want to have pets.
As we neared his void deck, he asked me to go upstairs.
“You have to go upstairs and take the present yourself”
“Tsk, I’ll just wait downstairs. Bring it down. You would have taken it to Pasir Ris in the first place, right?” (Pissed that he always breaks his promises)
= Pulled me into the lift anyway =
When we reached his house, he walked from room to room, flustered. Made a call to his mum, asking where was his room key.
Then he came to me and said he locked his keys in his room, and the present was in his room. I was like ~wadeva~ and prepared to take my leave. Then he stopped me and asked me to go see his tortoise for the last time while he went to change his clothes to send me home. He likes to change clothes for no reason, so I didn’t suspect anything. (Hello mode, next time you wash your own clothes okie?)
So I went over to his tortoise house and sayang-ed it. I stroked its beautiful shell and whispered to it “Please get better okie? So that Justin will not be sad. Please get well soon…” I saw that the tortoise was very much alive, very active and its eyes were open. Sick, what? But you see, I trust very easily, so I didn’t think much of it.
After a few minutes, the then-Boyfriend-now-Fiance came to me and said “Eh, Mode is stoopid leh. This thing in front of you for so long already still cannot see??”
The note read:
Dear beautiful Juli,
Justin is always forgetful and careless. It’s Christmas, so please don’t be angry. I’ve got his duplicate keys. Quickly enter his room and look out for Checkpoint 1. Juli, do not remove anything besides the gift at Checkpoint 1.
4 x Tortoise
The moment I read the note, tears dropped. Like uncontrollably.
“Checkpoint 1 is in the room”
Upon entering the room, I was greeted with walls plastered with mahjong paper. Perfect ambiance. The kind I love.
Up till now, I still had not suspected a single thing. I just thought he wanted to give me a very romantic Christmas.
At Checkpoint 1 was a hand-drawn Christmas card. I’ve always loved his hand-drawn stuff. It’s obviously not the artsy-fartsy painted nor modern computer graphics kind of work, in fact I always say it’s very primary school kind of drawing (LOL), but I love them. So sincere and heartfelt.
He said the Christmas tree was the hardest to make. XD
Then he told me, “In every corner of my room, there’s you.”
Everybody now, ‘Awwwww…..!!!’
And he added, “You can check. No dust”. He later said he felt like he was back at camp doing stand-by-bed. XD
It was really fun looking at the memories we share.
I painted this colorful house for him! I’ve always loved happy colors. The insides were painted too, and I drew clouds on the underside of the roof. I think I made this when I was in university.
Also made him this tissue box. Not very well taken care of, this gift. Poor sun. 🙁 The gingerbread man on the left would be him, and the right, me. This was made when I was in poly.
On the side of the tissue box. I love the bar code! Sewed black thread onto white felt cloth.
Had all the time in the world when I was younger to paint this side of the box.
And another side of the box, meant to be a magnetic board. Please excuse me while I admire my own work. HAHAHA! This handmade stuff era seems so long ago. It’s been ages since I made anything so complex for him.
Photo frames I made for him. The one in the middle has our finger prints. =)
The one at the extreme right is a collage of our trip to the beach when we were like, 17?
Paraphernalia from 10 years of dating.
Then he brought me to Checkpoint 2, which was just a wall away. Lol.
Revealed beneath the blue-tacked mahjong paper on the wall was a heart shape outlining photos from our yesteryears.
The Fiance said, “I felt regretful when I pasted these on the wall. We don’t have much photos together despite all these years. Next time I will take more”.
He hates taking photos, that’s why I made this for him a couple of years back.
This short comic I made out of magazines and felt cloth for him narrates a situation we always encounter. We’d go to some place nice and I would be happily clicking away and when I want more pictures with him, he gets irritated and issues me a quota for the day, like MAX 5 photos per day. I get more if we are on holiday. 🙁
Oh, you might have noticed we use orange and apple to represent ourselves. He’s the Orange and I’m the Apple. We had these two super cute plush toys many years back but he accidentally THREW THEM AWAY. I still feel sad whenever I think of them coz I can’t even find a replacement. They were so cute!!! And they mean a lot to us coz we always use them in our ‘art work’ for one another.
I don’t even have a good photo of them. 🙁 This was taken with a lousy camera. Orange is of a brighter orange and Apple is of a softer red, not so harsh. Please let me know if you do see them around, okie? They would look so cute in our wedding photos.
While I went around the ‘museum’ taking photos, The Fiance said, “There’s supposed to be one more Checkpoint, but I couldn’t complete it in time. Sorry”
“It’s okie, you can show it to me when you’ve completed it =) “
I think he was taken aback by my cool. Lol. He was expecting me to want to take a peek at least or ask for some hints, I guess. But I love surprises and don’t like to spoil them. Besides, the surprises I had been given in the past half an hour was enough to last me for a long time.
Then he went on saying, “Okie la, I’ll just show you. Stand on the chair. Don’t turn around. If you turn around, I’ll fight you. I’m serious”. LOL!
So he made me do this.
“Okie, you can turn around now”
When I turned around, I saw this:
And him getting on bent knee, holding a box with a bling-bling diamond ring.
Actually I didn’t even look at the ring. I can’t even remember what he said! HAHAHA! Sorry mode! I was so overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events that I couldn’t register.
He said something like… omg, I cannot remember! @[email protected]
But I knew when to nod my head when he asked if I would marry him.
I kept repeating “Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming??” HAHA!
Upon closer inspection I realized there was a picture of myself in the ring. SO UGLY! He said he chose it coz I look like I’m thinking whether to accept the ring, with a smirk. LOL! I must have been 18 or 19 in this picture.
The Fiance said triumphantly, “Now all the guys who want to chase you have no chance already. I WIN”.
I was in his arms, giggling uncontrollably like a teenager when I posted it, and he couldn’t stop laughing at me giggling. Ahhh, what a sweet moment! Cannot stop smiling now. =D
So now that everything has come to light…
he didn’t actually forget to bring my present,
he made me walk the long distance from the bus stop to set the mood,
his tortoises are all alive and healthy,
he did not make the phone call to his mum,
he did not lock his key in his room,
he did not want to change his clothes before sending me home,
he didn’t not complete the last Checkpoint,
he did it all because he wanted to make me Mrs Mode.
Well, at least he tried to include one eye, one ear, nose and mouth in this picture with me. It’s a good start.
I told him before that I would like my friends and loved ones to witness the proposal, I
would love to have wouldn’t mind a flashmob with fireworks in the sky and a band playing fanfare when he pops the question. But he said he’d rather bungee jump to profess his love than do a 1-minute flashmob routine. LOL. He’s very shy, especially in front of strangers. So it’s a tall order for him to do that. I like it this way too, simple, sweet and very heartwarming. Very mode’s style.
So what happens now? It’s so scary to think! We’ve bought the wedding photography package. The photos will be taken in Taiwan, but I don’t know when we are going. We’ve also got our house, which will be ready in 2014. And then we’ve other grown-up stuff to do like plan for the wedding, search for interior designers, get furniture, choose toilet bowl designs, go shopping for laundry detergent… @[email protected]
How do people actually plan to do such things?? Do they go like ‘Alright, let’s go shop for bathroom tiles today’ and ‘We need a fridge, let’s go shop for it’ and ‘This brand of peanut butter should exist in our house’?? HOW??? :O
Thank you every one of you for your blessings! 😀 Feels so awesome to receive blessings in real life and online! Love you all!!!
I’M FINALLY ENGAGED!!! YAYYYY!!!!!