Monday blues.."_"
Monday blues.."_"
We were happy for a moment, chatting and joking.
One of us said something.
The other one retorted.
BOO! World War 3.
Yes. The 'war' between dad and I. As i grows up and leave my teens, I realised that i just cannot get along with dad. "Like father like daughter"---That is what mum have always thought. I am just an exact 'photocopy' of my dad. Duplicated version. Thus, lesson #1: It ain't good to have 2 peeps of the same character and attitude living under the same roof.
That aside. On a lighter note, i chance upon this magazine and the sub-title interest me greatly. Nope, it's NOT "How to improve your SEX life" or "Different SEX positions for a better orgasm!". It's just a plain
"How to celebrate Valentine's Day................alone."
Bah. I guess it would be a Bacholerettes' Night out. My first after 2 years of spending V-day with Alvin. Eh, Mr V-Day aint schedule on a very good day man! 14 Feb falls on a Monday. What the... Well, guess who would be earning big bucks on this day? Yes, the florist. Flowers flowers flowers. Every girl would be having them, with the exception of me. To put it simply, i just dislike flowers. Let's visualize ya.
Girl receive flowers. (Happy happy)
Girl dry flowers into porpourri. (Keeping it for memories)
Girl find container to place porpourri.
Insects start living and dying in these porpourri. (Mass breeding ground and graveyard)
EeYucks. Girl throws porpourri away.
The End.
That's why Alvin has never ever gave me flowers in our 32 months together. Not even a stalk.
I don't mind "Chocolate Flowers". At least still can eat them tho. Ya, I am a pig. That's me!
It is a cycle. A meaningless cycle. The practical me would prefer a quiet and romantic dinner by the river or seaside. Hear the swaying of the waves. Experiencing the breeze and nice weather that God WOULD give on V-day. The dim candlelight. Romantic ambience. Red wine. Classical music. Opening the gift that you have gave me (minus the flowers tho!). Giggles. Elated. Ecstatic. Me looking into your eyes and you looking at mine anddddddddddddddd................. *Poof*
It's back to reality. That ain't gonna happen but it's alright, i still have my baybeh Coreen. Sorry min, don't mean to mention your name everytime. But, you are just as single as i am. Haha. Hey, singles just love company kay!!
We were happy for a moment, chatting and joking.
One of us said something.
The other one retorted.
BOO! World War 3.
Yes. The 'war' between dad and I. As i grows up and leave my teens, I realised that i just cannot get along with dad. "Like father like daughter"---That is what mum have always thought. I am just an exact 'photocopy' of my dad. Duplicated version. Thus, lesson #1: It ain't good to have 2 peeps of the same character and attitude living under the same roof.
That aside. On a lighter note, i chance upon this magazine and the sub-title interest me greatly. Nope, it's NOT "How to improve your SEX life" or "Different SEX positions for a better orgasm!". It's just a plain
"How to celebrate Valentine's Day................alone."
Bah. I guess it would be a Bacholerettes' Night out. My first after 2 years of spending V-day with Alvin. Eh, Mr V-Day aint schedule on a very good day man! 14 Feb falls on a Monday. What the... Well, guess who would be earning big bucks on this day? Yes, the florist. Flowers flowers flowers. Every girl would be having them, with the exception of me. To put it simply, i just dislike flowers. Let's visualize ya.
Girl receive flowers.
Girl dry flowers into porpourri.
Girl find container to place porpourri.
Insects start living and dying in these porpourri. (Mass breeding ground and graveyard)
EeYucks. Girl throws porpourri away.
The End.
That's why Alvin has never ever gave me flowers in our 32 months together. Not even a stalk.
I don't mind "Chocolate Flowers". At least still can eat them tho. Ya, I am a pig. That's me!
It is a cycle. A meaningless cycle. The practical me would prefer a quiet and romantic dinner by the river or seaside. Hear the swaying of the waves. Experiencing the breeze and nice weather that God WOULD give on V-day. The dim candlelight. Romantic ambience. Red wine. Classical music. Opening the gift that you have gave me (minus the flowers tho!). Giggles. Elated. Ecstatic. Me looking into your eyes and you looking at mine anddddddddddddddd................. *Poof*
It's back to reality. That ain't gonna happen but it's alright, i still have my baybeh Coreen. Sorry min, don't mean to mention your name everytime. But, you are just as single as i am. Haha. Hey, singles just love company kay!!
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