| | so after much prodding by a certain very attractive individual (read
jen), i will finally update after almost 2 month. of course no
one ever reads this but her so i don't know why i don't just type out
an email to her instead....  but oh well.
so let's try to remember what happened during these last few
months. well... thanks giving day was great. i
remember stuffing myself full of turkey until i was about to
explode. and then that friday was when i got to pick jen up from
her house for the very first time. THAT was interesting...
because that happened to be the first time that i saw her parents too
it's always scary meeting the gf's parents for the first time, but i
haven't met ANY parents in a long time so it felt really really odd.
it wasn't too bad though... cuz well... basically it was, hi ah
yi hao shou shou hao and then we were out the door. i took her
back to my place for lunch to meet my mom for the first time. of
course being the perfect gf that she is, she warmed up to my mom and
hit it off immediately. finally got a chance to spend some time
w/ my baby and stuff. had to take her home so that she could make
it back in time for dinner with her parents. they invited me to
dinner, but since my mom was expecting me at home, i politely
declined. (this becomes somewhat significant the next day)
later that night... my mom got bored. told me that she wanted to drink a margarita. 
i was like.... uummm..... sure.... but we've gotta get alcohol to
make such margarita. she told me... ok we'll go get alcohol and
movies for tonight. mind
you this is the same mother that gave me a nightfall curfew throughout
highschool and 11PM curfew during senior year to sophomore year of
college. so i took her to specs and i asked her what kind of
margarita she would like... the stuff that is mixed from scratch or the
kind from mix. she couldn't make up her mind so she said she
wanted to try both. i being the alcoholic that i am... tried to
push the envelope a little bit more. i told her that since we
have all this and we're probably gonna drink more throughout the
holidays, why don't we have a fully stocked bar? this way we can
make anything and everything we may want to drink. she said
nonchalantly... sure, u know more about this than i do, go for it...
and make sure u get the better quality stuff, i don't want to mess up
my liver drinking trash...
so..... heh heh heh  .... this is what we bought :
sauza tequlia for the sauza marg mix.... goose (of course),
bacardi select, silver patron, mombay sapphire, godiva cappuccino and
chocolate liqueur, parrot bay mango rum, jim beam black, forty creek
(because the guy at specs said that it was better than crown),
cointreau, and misc mixes and flavorings.
with the marg set that we also added to the cart we ended up with a
$500+ bill. so yah... that's the story of me taking my mom
to buy me $500+ of alcohol. we ended up getting drunk watching
shrek.
next day... we went to play at the galleria, which was fun
because i finally had someone to give me advice on what's good and
what's bad. i'm never sure what i can pull off and what i
can't. then came something that i wasn't completely ready
for.... when i took jen back to her place, her parents invited me
for dinner... again  i couldn't
exactly say no, because i had already said no the night before.
and them being the traditional type, they might have seen it as a slap
in the face. and of course they had to ask me when i just had a
huge lunch at home around 3PM and i was still full (it was 6pm at the
time).
all i can say was.... it was a DISASTER.....
dinner was to be served around 7:30, so i got to talk to her dad for
about 1.5 hours. it was alright... except for the long awkward
silences between forced conversations. we went around and talked
about what major i was in, what i wanted to do w/ my future,
basketball, what he did for a living, wine, golf. usually this
kinda conversation would take place while waiting for the gf to come
downstairs from her "primping". but once finished, bf and gf
would leave to go to their prospective date. of course i had just
agreed to sit down for dinner. a REALLY REALLY EXCELLENT
dinner.... that i happened to not be hungry for....
for those of you not familiar with chinese tradition... eating... VERY
important. basically when someone comes over you exchange the
traditional greetings and then u ask them if they've ate. if they
haven't, u feed them a LARGE feast. if they have, you feed them a
slightly smaller large feast. not eating anything signifies that
you refuse to accept their gracious generosity and is kinda like those
medieval movies where you take off ur glove and slap them in the face.
i had just had my usual stuff myself until i feel delieriously dizzy
lunch at home at 3PM and finished around 4PM. i was still quite
full at around 7:30pm. even king crab, mussels, and shrimp didn't
entice my appetite. to make things even better (notice the
sarcasm) traditional parents because of the importance of food, will
put extra attention to table manners. how you eat is basically a
reflection of how you were raised. smacking ur food, slurping
your soup, eating before your host does, not finishing everything on
your plate, eating too little, taking the last piece of a dish without
offering to everyone first, and talking with your mouth full were all
signs of horrible upbringing and thus dishonor to you and your
family. (bringing dishonor to you and your family is a big nono)
i had no problems with any of this since my parents were hardasses
about this since i moved over to the US at 5 to live with them (long
story, dun ask). but it was still very nerve wrecking, because i
really wanted to make a good impression. i sat up so straight
that i felt like my back had spasmed and locked in a completely
vertical position. i ate really stiffly and really slowly, making
sure that i didn't have too much food in my mouth at any certain time
in case there would be a question that i would need to answer.
while the whole time i had to try to make myself eat enough to look
like i did justice to jen's mom's cooking and at the same time not hurl
because i was overstuffing myself.
to put the cherry on top of the situation, i had just had 1.5 hours of
conversation with jen's dad... which meant that we had already
exhausted all the subjects of typical forced conversation. so the
result? an ENTIRE dinner of complete silence. i swore at
one point i heard the chirping of a cricket. well i mean, yes
there were occasional bursts of forced conversation now that the mom,
10 year old sister, and 18 year old sister had joined in. but
still.... long long long periods of everyone just looking at each
other blankly, wracking their brain for topics of conversation. i
later found out that i was so stiff that everyone at the table could
actually FEEL my nervousness.
after dinner, i took up the pretense of helping jen take her chair back
upstairs in her room to get a few minutes with her to ask her how i
did. she kept trying to assure me that i was fine, just
nervous... but ya.... i still thought that i was soon to be
the hated bf of the eldest daughter whom no male will be good enough
for. i then made my way downstairs... because it would look
really bad if i went stayed upstairs too long alone w/ jen. so i
went back to the living room, and sat down and had another conversation
of silence, before i finally gave it up and said that, OH, it's 9PM...
my mom expects me home soon. it was SO very nice for you to
invite me over for dinner. thank you for such a great spread, and
sorry that i had ate so much earlier that i didn't do justice to such
great cooking.
as i made my way outside, jen came along to walk me to my car. we
then decided to spend 1.5 hours outside in 45 degree weather talking
right by my car (so much for having to be home at 9 right?  )
couple ppl that drove by stopped and looked at us (we were leaning on
the driver's side door that was facing the street). i guessed
that they thought we were having sex or something... because i
had made jen wear my jacket (we didn't expect to be outside talking so
long so we weren't prepared) and i had my arms the jacket sleeves to
keep warm. it was funny seeing the spies that were looking in on
us from her house. as sappy as this sounds, that long talk where
we were freezing our asses off but refused to admit it is one of the
several really great memories that i have with jen.
and ya... i've typed so much, i'm getting sick of updating... so i
guess i'll wait till sometime later on this week, or next week, or
whenever someone bugs me enough to write another entry to update
through christmas break.
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