And so its finally here.
I doubt amongst those who read my blog, there would be many who would believe it if I didn’t post anything on Valentines’ Day. Yet such was indeed my inclination until 15 mins ago.
Happy Valentines’, one and all… This marks my third Valentines’ Day as a single. As I was telling Weimin just now, it’s a day that I’ve come to dread. Everywhere I turn on the streets, every way I look on the bus or in the train, I see couples holding hands, standing beside someone whom they call their own. All this while I stand alone, the only thing my hand is holding being my book. Hehz…
It’s a pretty forlorn sight.
Ah well.
As Richard Fish is so fond of saying… Bygones.
My dear boyfriend will be having steamboat with his soon-to-be-gf ex-gf. Yes, read that again. His soon-to-be-girlfriend ex-girlfriend. Grins. (I love that little turn of phrase, I dunno why.) Gabriel is trying to organize a group date that I absolutely dread, which I might turn up for if only to save him from letting it end up as a date with him and CF. Hehz…
My own ideal way of spending Valentines’ tmr? If only it’ll rain… Then I would go down to the Esplanade library, and sit down at the window seats to read my book, or just to watch the rain. I am optimistic that there are very few who would spend tmr in the library, unless there are really a lot of lonely hearts out there like me who choose to pretend that they actually believe they prefer their books more than love and companionship.
The only way for tmr to turn out well beyond my expectations would be if it rained heavily. Tho that would actually be a pretty selfish wish, since it means spoiling the plans of many a happy couple out there. Alternatively, if my Fiona actually calls me and asks me out… that would be ecstasy.
Failing which, I guess I’ll settle for the vicarious indulgence of Elizabeth Bennet’s love, and finish the darned book once and for all. God knows I’ve dallied over it long enough. It’s a short enough book to be an easy read. Yet as much as I delight in it, I somehow just never seem to come round to completing it.
Ah well.
Happy Valentines’, one and all… For those with a date, have a great one!!! The rest out there like me… well, the ironic truth is that you’re not alone.
Grins.
I've been the king, I've been the clown. Now broken wings can't hold me down. I'm free again. The jester with the broken crown, it won't be me this time around to love in vain.
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