Having Celebrated Bachelor's day with a long evening of OT and Workout (lots of Bench Presses and flys - it's awesome, I almost have the whole gym for myself Yeahhh!)... I came out of the gym... only to see half a dozen couples lined along the streets in the middle of the Business district... flagging for taxis. With the place bristling with office buildings save for a few restaurants, I wonder how could they end up staying in this area so late in this area - because there isn't much to do after eating other than zapping at each other in the eye over the messy dining table.
(x_x)
(just wanted to poke fun at them lovebirds... Haha...) :P
And thus, the taxi drivers were a little more "Guai Lan" tonight, driving around with their "Taxi" lights in green, jabbing at the "Bid" button on their touch screens - refusing to do street pickups.
Here are my thoughts... about V-day... ;)
My Guy side thinks that Valentine's Day is a crowded, overly commercialised... (the usual, groan...)
My Girl side felt that it's pretty unromantic, and if he finds V day, apart from Anniversaries and Your Birthdays to give you the Princess treatment, ye gotta ask yourself girl, if he's really rooting for you... or is he pacifying you and then shelfing you on mothballs for the rest of the year..? (Yeap, Eekness)
The sad thing is... it does seem to happen. I do notice that some of them girls walking on the street with bunch of flowers in their hands earlier that evening while running an errand to Sim Lim Square to pick up some goods. They didn't seem happy. The body language says it all: heads were tilt low, eyes downcast, even the stalks of flowers were pointed down... 真叫人感慨...
I say, avoid it altogether! Yeah, do something fresh. Surprise your partner. Do some homework, then kidnap him or her from office, and "exécutez votre plan romantique!!!" (don't know if it's written correctly in french, but you get the idea. ;)
"I'm rooting for you so much that I can't wait till St. Valentines's." *Smooch... Smooch... Smooch...* Mushy? It has to be, I guess. *Laughs*

(Quel es? ... Ahhh ... la belle femme skunk fatale!! Tch-tch.)
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