Posted by: jinoe | April 22, 2008

Popping the Question (Part 1 of 2)

It wasn’t the perfect place. It wasn’t the perfect night. But I was with the perfect girl.

It was the usual Friday for her. She would be leaving for business trip so I told her I want to have dinner with her before she leaves. She had no idea what was going to happen that night.

I left early that day from work. First, I bought a Compact Bible for her. I want her to bring it with her on her travel to Europe. Then, I went to a bookstore where I bought a travel guide to Paris. She wanted one and even asked me to mark the places I want her to visit when she is there. Lucky girl. And its her lucky night.

Then I went to the jewelry store to get the ring. After several months of looking, I was able to find the perfect ring for her. I know she wouldn’t allow me to buy such things. I know her to be practical when it comes to money. But after all those years we have been together, I want to give one for her.

Next was the school supplies. I bought a paper cutter and a double sided tape. Huh? What for?

First stop was to find a working area. I decided to stay at a Japanese fast food restaurant where there are a few people yet. I took out the travel book and the paper cutter. I opened thru the middle pages. Using the paper cutter, I cut thru a square in the middle of the page. I kept on making a square hole until it was deep and wide enough for the ring to fit in.

Finally, it was done. The hole was just perfect to place the ring. It was also placed somewhere in the middle so that she can still browse the first few pages and then a ring will suddenly be revealed. Neat. I place a double sided tape on one end to secure the ring once I place it there.

Now, to place the ring. So I was in this Japanese fastfood restaurant and a lot of people started to come in since it was almost dinner time. People from the office in Makati are out of the office and are taking an early dinner. Meaning, I can’t afford to let people see me slip a ring inside the book.

So I was thinking of a place where I can be alone and then take out the ring and place it inside the book. I was near the mall and remembered the perfect place to be alone… the comfort room.

I got out of the fast food and went to the nearest comfort room. I found a vacant cubicle and close it. Now the hardest part. I have never moved as slow as this in my entire life. In front of me was a toilet bowl with an automatic flush. I took the ring very slowly making sure it will not drop into the bowl. With the other hand, I took the book and opened to the page where the tape was. Then, I firmly secured the ring to the tape and kept the book. I went out of the comfort room with a feeling of success.

I went to Glorietta and Greenbelt and looked for a place where we can have dinner. I found this place where there are a few people only. Light were low. Food looks great. Nothing fancy. At least we can have this moment together.

I texted her where to meet me. It was disappointing to hear that she’d be late since there was an issue at work and she needs to attend to it. I asked when she’d be leaving, and she said she had no idea. What!!!??? I started to get hysterical. This is already Plan C and here comes another roadblock! Fate isn’t be playing around with me, isn’t he?

I just took a breath and hope that everything will go according to plan.

Continue reading …



  1. Well, that’s certainly a more interesting than mine, lol! Sounds like you had a good time, though.

  2. bitin naman!!! pero pards, how romantic. ganyan talaga kapag in lab, maparaan – yun nga lang, i hope the next episode would come soon. i admire your courage in going to that comfort room with a tiny room in your hands and an automatic flushing toilet nearby! makapigil hininga!

  3. It’s so asar.. may continuation!? Are these quoted from a soap opera? Haha. Kiddin’! Awwww.. So sweet… 🙂 Congrats to you both! 🙂

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