After a round of tantrum throwing (by me) on Fri evening and ruining his carefully planned chalet gathering, I was finally pacified (by him) for a Sentosa outing on Saturday before Voyage de la Vie™ at 5pm.
The truth is, I felt really bad about making him forgo the $290 worth of one night @ Changi chalet (after the fuss) and making him treat me to a wonderful supper @ Dempsey (to appease me). But the chalet was awful - eerie, smelly and dirty.
I blew up after I reached the place - partly due to his constant nagging and high pitched voice when he gets agitated. The whole chalet thing was meant to surprise me.
"You invited my friends, too?? Who did you invite??"
"Fcm, benson and zine... etc. I was planning for booze and mahjong and internet."
"There's no wireless here."
"Shit."
"What abt food?"
"Huh? We are ordering fast food delivery."
"WHAT? Chalet w/o BBQ? What do you expect my friends to do when they reach? What am I going to do to entertain them... in this (yuck) place?"
I blew up. Left the place in a huff. He followed and sent me home. Then, I forced him to cancel the whole damn thing. I must admit that I was not really in my right mind.
In 90 minutes, he sms to everyone he invited abt the cancellation, found someone to take over the chalet in order not to waste it, bought a bouquet of pretty red roses and found a nice place for supper @ Dempsey.
I kind of felt guilty. But well, what's done is done.
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