Last year, the night before my birthday, we watched About Time, featuring Dans le Noir, London, where Domhnall Gleeson met and fell in love with Rachel McAdams while they were eating in the dark.
This year, two nights before my birthday, he surprised me with dinner at Dining in the Dark, in Changkat Bukit Bintang.
This personal magician of mine crossed out two items on my bucket list in one go.
1. A dress (courtesy of the girls) in a box secretly placed in front of my bedroom door, with a note asking me to put it on and have him pick me up on Saturday evening.
(Though I accidentally kicked the present to the other end of my room because I was carrying two bags of raw marinated chicken, long story.)
(And after they bought the dress prior to my knowledge, we came across the exact same dress on Wednesday and I told him I liked it lololol.)
2. A meal in total darkness.
Dining in the Dark was one of the best experiences I've ever had. The food was good, though most of the time I had no idea what I was chewing and swallowing. I gave up using the cutlery and ate with my fingers. After all, nobody could see or judge me right? We were served by a visually impaired waitress, Nicole, who was really friendly and sweet. Till now I'm still curious how they managed to hold and serve two dishes and walk around at the same time. She knew exactly where our table was, and where to put the dishes without having to molest every single inch of the furniture (like I did).
And I thought I was better when it comes to food... but... I thought my Angus beef (one of the 3 main course dishes) was tuna until I finished like three quarter of it. And I thought my Greek yoghurt soup with Japanese zucchini was some Indian spices infused gravy of some sort. And I had trouble identifying banana ice cream. Unacceptable.
I just realised that I'm not suppose to tell people about the food they served because it would probably ruin their experience. But they change their menu every month, so please wait for another month to past at least if you plan to visit.
Food aside, by nineteenth birthday will be the most memorable one, up to date (it's tomorrow, but it has already gone above all the previous ones). What impressed me the most is the trouble and all the panics him and the people who were involved went through, and for planning it even before I moved back for uni. It's so typical yet touching for you to always know what I want, and it's like I've never really told you about these stuff. And you just somehow always manage to figure it out and make it happen.
I think, to me, the most romantic thing a person can tell another isn't 'I love you' or 'you're beautiful'. It's having you tell me how you've changed, for the better, because of me, because of our relationship. It's the both of us trying to be something more for each other, because we know that we deserve the best of each other. Makes me wonder why some parents are so paranoid when it comes to their children being in relationships. Cuz there's no better way for their kids to learn and voluntarily care for somebody else other than themselves. Having a boyfriend is quite healthy if you ask me, unless he's an alcoholic or takes drugs.
And to people who panicked with him because of sudden changes in plans, ie. PBL replacements and Saturday classes, those heart attacks didn't happen in vain because I had the time of my life (so self-centered lol).
To my mom who has been asking me to go home and spend my birthday with her, you don't know how much I want to be right next to you right now, and for you to be a part of my happiness.
